A few minutes before dawn, a skinny, average height Highlander walks into the room. At first glance, one can see he was clearly not prepared. His clothing may be meant for comfort, but certainly not training. He walks in wearing a long sleeved green shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his wrists, and a clean white pair of pants.
Walking into the building, he has but one thing to say. Shoes in hand, he asks, "So, where do I put these?"
Walking into the building, he has but one thing to say. Shoes in hand, he asks, "So, where do I put these?"
