[i]However, the Deity seemed to have his head up in his ass about his fame, as Sam had no clue who the hell he was.[/i] "Uh...hey. Are you...Alex Cold-- fuсking hell this is boring. Why was I given an email, brought to a stupid ice castle which by the way is totally tacky, I mean Dragons? Couldn't afford something more tasteful? That's right, because you blew a shitload of money on a FUСKING ICE CASTLE INSTEAD OF A PRACTICAL BASE AND I HAD TO RIDE IN A VOLVO FOR CHRIST'S SAKE! A VOLVO!" [i]He said, breathing heavily before raising his palms up and slowing his breathing.[/i] "[i]Calm down Samuel...remember what that anger management class taught you.. [/i]" [i]Sam let out a sigh, before continuing.[/i] "My name is Samuel Weiss. I was told I could be hired and paid for my services? I apologize for my outburst, I had received news earlier that a close person died.'