[LA International Airport]
Backtracking to a bit earlier in the past, when both Viktor and Makarov stepped out of the airplane, they ignored the fact that how some people were obviously stepping aside when they got closer to them.
Makaraov was wearing a pair of black glasses and a black suit that made him look like some bouncer from a bar and Viktor wasn't dressed much differently from his grandson.
All the way from the airport, Viktor kept scratching his face, which caused Makarov to growl out some words in annoyance…
"Stop touching ya face, boy. You are attracting unneeded attention."
Viktor was only able to provide a sheepish smile in response. He was sure that their appearance already attracted enough attention as is but, in the end, he listened to his grandfather's words like the good grandson that he was.
"I am sorry. I'm just feeling a little itchy in my jaws."
"You will get used to it. Can't have you showing your true face now, can we?"
"Heh…What about you then?"
