Harry strode over and as he came around into the Nazi's field of view he saw recognition dawn in his eyes and what little color left in his face drained away. Holstering one of his colts he bent over and treated the Nazi to a manic grin before raising foot and stomping hard on the escaped testicle, the Nazi's eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out.<br/><br/>Turning back to the rest of the room he tipped his hat to the pretty dame "M'am" and turned his gaze back to the bleeding drunk "I am Harrison Greystain, former Sargent in Her Majesties Special Air Service and now.. well never you mind what now. But I have been following this Nazi for weeks, all the way from Egypt. So that makes him mine." He griped his remaining Colt tighter but left it down at his side and asked "Now who are you and why was he in your office?"