Meto blinks. Seeing her eye him. He looks at the guards than visually dismisses them as brainless thugs. He had no interest in dealing with the two obviously overly built small fishies. No. He had been and would be addressing the big fish. Small framed as she was...she gave off the aura of authority. He looks at the lunk. Glaring at him. Pushing his glasses back up where they belonged. Hiding his true eye color from view behind the faintly tinted transition lenses. The streak of sunlight having made them shadey up just slight. He looks at the all brawn and no brain man. Pointing the large wrench at him. "You come any closer I'll show you just how deadly a wrench can be to a muscle bound buffoon such as yourself." he says.<br/><br/>The brave words hid the undertone of his shy and timid personality. Unlike some of his friends back in the USA...he was a virgin still. Innocent and niave minded in most normal aspects of life. His world usually revolved around his work not women. He looks at her again after clearly getting satisfied the "buffoon" was not coming any closer. He stares at her. "Yes. You. Not the two clearly all brawn and no brains." he says in a playfully serious bantering way. His voice though held its shy timidness when he addressed her. Men he could be aggressive with. Women not in the least. He was unable to lay a hand on a women. Even in self defense.<br/><br/>He blinks. "Yukuza? As in the Japanese Mafia Yukuza?" he echoes and asks nearly simultaneously. Blinking a bit. Frowning and hides the shiver of fear that shot through him. Shaking his head and zones back in on what she was saying. "Hmm...your most likely right. Do tend to forget such trivial things at times." he says. Rubbing the back of his head. This was a rather ackward conversation for him. He blinks and lowers his hand to his side. The one holding the wrench tightensaround it. "Hmm? Am I? Sorry didn't get the memo. And neither did the real estate agent mention such a thing. Besides...I like my privacy. And came here to escape notice not put myself in plain view." he stares at her after his slightly smart assed backtalking comments.<br/><br/>"And I didn't even know you or of your existance til you rudely waltzed into my garage completely unannounced." he points out. "Besides which...I am busy trying to work on my new ride. So if you don't mind. Please exit the garage and leave me alone so I may resume my one of a kind motorcycle building." he says. His tone tenative and timid yet dead serious. Sexy as hell and filled with a smokey like foreign undertone.