"Alright so from the looks of things, your engine locked up due to the fact that you're seriously overdue for an oil change-" "Oh here we go again with this shit! I already told you people that you're not going to scam any extra cash from me with that!, Dimitri slowly reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose as he stood before a man that appeared to be in his forties. It had been twenty minutes since the man had arrived in a taxi with complaints of his car no longer working, and after a long argument about how there would be a fee for the vehicle being towed to the shop, Dimitri had decided to take a gander at the vehicle to determine the problem. The car -a bright red mustang Gt. 5.0-, was suffering from what was known as engine lock due to a combination of the man pushing his vehicle too much and neglecting to get it's oil changed. "Sir, I already told you, we aren't attempting to scam you. This sort of thing is exactly why oil changes are so important." Dimitri said as he lowered his hand. He hated dealing with these types of people, they were too stupid to know what was wrong with their possessions, but believed themselves to be clever enough to know a scam in action. The man huffed and sneered as he looked down at Dimitri, "Fine. How much is it going to cost?" "Well, it's usually anywhere between two to four thousand dollars since we-" "Two to four thousand dollars!? What kind of idiot do you take me for!". The man was livid, and he expressed this by ranting and raving at Dimitri who silently grew more irritable with each spit flecked word thrown at him.
Dimitri allowed the to continue for a bit before holding up his hand to interrupt, "Look, it's going to be more or less the same price wherever you go, if you don't like it that's too bad, you should have taken better care of your car.". The man's face turned beet red, he reached out and jabbed Dimitri in the chest with his finger, "You listen to me you little gremlin, I can have your job on a fucking platter, you hear me?!", "Do not touch me again. Dimitri hissed darkly before turning to walk away. Things were getting bad, he could feel his resolve slipping, and the only thing that was going to save the man now was him walking away before he lost it. Unfortunately for both parties, the man wasn't done telling off Dimitri, something he made apparent when he followed after the wendigo and gripped him tightly by the shoulder to spin him around, "Don't you walk away from me you-AGH!". The reaction had been almost instantaneous; as the man had turned Dimitri and proceeded to try and jab him in the chest with his finger again, Dimitri had seized him by the wrist and sunken his teeth deep into his hand. Within seconds they were writhing on the floor with Dimitri on top, viciously shaking his head back and forth in an effort to sever muscles and break bones. It took two of his coworkers and another customer to pull Dimitri off, and even then they only managed to do it because Dimitri regained his senses. Dimitri's boss, having been drawn out by the commotion, sent one of his employees to fetch a first aid kit and dragged Dimitri aside, "What the fuck did you do!?" "I told him not to touch me again. He didn't listen.". Matthew prepared to berate Dimitri for his actions, however the words died in his throat when he got a good look at his employee. Dimitri had always been a decent enough employee, a bit crass at times, but easy enough to get along with, and certainly not threatening. Now however, with blood staining his lips and jacket and a strange glazed look in his eyes, there was an unsettling look about Dimitri that sent a shiver up his spine. "Look, just...just go home for now. I'll try to get this settled as best I can and have Shannon clock you out. If he tries to sue, we've got surveillance cameras that can prove he started this." Matthew said. Dimitri stared at Matthew for a few seconds, then to the man he'd bitten, and exited the garage.
It wasn't until Dimitri left that Matthew realized that he was shivering for reasons other than the cold. Dimitri meanwhile began walking back towards his apartment, heading in the direction of the cafe whilst completely heedless of the strange looks and wide berth that the people on the sidewalk gave him thanks to the bloodstains.