As you walk by a church late at night, you catch sight of a figure standing in the shadows. The figure seems to be a slim male and impossibly tall, wearing knee-high boots and a thick vinyl jacket, plus a fuzzy Canadian-style hat. You realize that you can only make out one of his eyes as he takes a drag off of a cigarette, and lets the smoke out in little rings. Then, he looks down at you with an indifferent expression, and speaks with an extremely heavy Russian accent; "What do you want?"