Vitek heard a conversation behind him. It apparently was on musical things such as vocals, and even more apparent was that the guy "dont fucking scream." Turning around and leaning on the counter with his torn up jeans he slurped on the straw from the slushie. The man was perhaps an inch or 3 taller than him. The girl was alot shorted than that. They both had dark hair that was very contrasting to his very light brown beard and hair.

Vitek was disappointed that no screaming was involved. He was none to happy that the new generation had bastardised a very crude and girly version of screaming in there "Hardcore" music these days. Vitek had heard more hardcore sounding things on the toilet, and it was probally better then anything they put out for the masses anyway. He was a big fan on growls and guttural vocals, but if this guy didn't scream he probally didn't grunt and such either.

Vitek decided to approach the two after he finished his slurpie, which i he was correct wouldn't be the long now. He had already assumed one of the two was the person in the newspaper ad so he wanted to talk to him about the position.

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