You were in the era 1800's,when you suddenly bumped into a man walking past with a few colleagues. He looked at you, furrowing his eyebrows as one of his friends with a French accent laughed with another that was large in body size. The one you bumped into seemingly stuck his hand out for a hand shake.

"Hamilton. Who may you be?" he tilted his head, putting down his other arm that was wrapped around a large book. A man with his hair in a low, fluffy ponytail and brown tailcoat elbowed the other two behind 'Hamilton.'