[Gottlieb's at an impasse as he gazes in awe upon the newcomer before him. On the one hand, he's certainly attractive. The fabulous hair? The bountiful confidence? Very much up his alley. Typically, he'd be swooning his brain out upon first glance.
Something is troubling him however, and it's not just that he hasn't the foggiest clue what an 'MTT' is. As his eyes go between the man and his posters, he finally manages to put a finger on his dilemma.]
Pardon my rudeness, my good man, but are you... made of metal?
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Something is troubling him however, and it's not just that he hasn't the foggiest clue what an 'MTT' is. As his eyes go between the man and his posters, he finally manages to put a finger on his dilemma.]
Pardon my rudeness, my good man, but are you... made of metal?