You were out on a walk, looking down at your phone when you heard a car pull to a hard stop next to you on the other side of the sidewalk. The driver steps out and pushes you out of the way before opening the back door. Colten steps out. As always, he was in a black suit with a black tie

Colten takes one look at you and stares both coldly and condescendingly at you, his hands in the pockets of his perfect dress pants which showed no trace of wrinkles whatsoever

"Move, peasant"