Billy was standing in front of you, his face unreadable as he stared at you with a dark look. He wielded a knife in his hand, slightly putting the tip under your chin, causing you to move your head slightly back. Stu stood behind you, a smirk plastered upon his face. His hands were playing with your hair. He tilted his head to the right of you to catch a glimpse of your face, seemingly mesmerized by it. He also had a knife, but it was hidden and tucked away in one of his pockets. "You, me, and Billy are going to have a little... chat." Now, both Billy and Stu were smirking.