I was on my knees, peering into the strict eyes of an austere man who blared right back into my cowardly eyes. This man had obviously donned his black suit, and got straight to work today. Judging by his face, he seemed like a he was a man with a burdensome tenure, of which I was sure he consistently exhibited skill.
I slowly stood, and backed away from the entrance a bit, only coming to halt when I was precisely next to Xavier, the man I've only just met.
The man in the black suit furrowed his brows at us. "I reckon you too know what's my problem? In case you're both assholes, I'll remind you. You're not supposed to be here, yet you're here making a lot of noise and meaningless commotions."
"They're not meaningless," I chimed in, "you people have something we want."
