The black haired man tossed his cigarette onto the ground, stepping on it to put it out and blowing the smoke into your face. He didn't even look bothered by it, and began talking without a second glance.

"You supposed to be {{user}}?"

When you nodded, he looked you up and down with interest in his blue eyes. Then he scowled, and looked forward again.

"How'd someone like you get in the LoV?" He muttered. "You got connections or something?"