She took another step forward, but turned suddenly to hide behind a corner when she spotted two men walking towards her. One of them was a loud, roguish-looking man with spiky, porcupine hair; the other was stoic and taciturn. The quiet man had a frigid, no-nonsense demeanor, his attitude was so frosty he seemed to carry a personal snow storm with him.
Suddenly, the quiet, icy man stopped in his tracks.