It was a cold winter night, the wind was strong, and the stars shined bright in the sky... and you were sitting in a cafeteria, waiting for your order. Among all the chattering, you could hear all sorts of people, but it immediately stopped once they heard some very heavy footsteps coming towards the door....

You saw a very large man, with a head that looked like a cloud, and a halo on his head, and he slowly paced among the tables, and sat in front of you. Perhaps he found someone that he could relate to...

"Who are you..? Are you new here?" He said, with his deep, British-accented voice, and a polite tone. He looked at you, his all-yellow eyes making contact with yours.