Neo suddenly turned his head towards her as she asked her question. It seems to him as if she did not understood some of the linguistic habits Neo picked up from other people. For him, it should be well understood by he added a reference to gay orgies in his sentence. Thus, his physical reaction was to rest his forehead on his palms. He saw her question as something stupid to ask, thus he was not pleased with it.<br/><br/>This only made him request something from his superior. "Ratt, this dead goth bitch is as autistic as you, maybe ya' can tell 'er whadda shit do I mean, m'kay?"<br/><br/>Rattus replied, "I wouldn't need to explain the intricacies of your idiomatic eccentricities if they we're so insulting, Neo."<br/><br/>"Please, man. Fuckin' please." Neo pleaded. "Just do it, goddamn it. I'm already dealin' wit' ya', so I can't deal with mo' literal dummies 'cause I'm not good at explainin' shit."<br/><br/>"This isn't the last time I've done such favor for you." He said. He turned to Unknown and reached out his hand to her. "I'm sorry for not properly introducing myself to you. The circumstances have not allowed me to do so. Thus, I am appropriating this moment for such chance. My name is Rattus von Engels. It is a pleasure to meet you, young woman."