They meet someone unpleasant.

As the group turns into the hallway, two people come around the corner from the other half of the building. Grant slows, then freezes. He can feel Mary tense beside him, and Olivia inhales sharply as they get a good look at the couple.

They're a man and a woman, and the man looks normal enough. He's got shoulder-length blond hair, a broad-shouldered build, and a patchy blond beard. He's wearing a tight black t-shirt and dirty-looking gray sweats. It's the woman walking a few paces behind him that's brought the group up short. She's a curvy woman with blonde, curly hair and full breasts. The latter is obvious immediately because she's topless, with her arms crossed behind her back, thrusting her chest forward. She wears a knee-length maroon skirt, but her mouth is gagged with what looks an awful lot like a pair of panties. As she sees the three people in her way, her already pink cheeks blush crimson, redness spreading down her neck and over her chest as she drops her blue eyes to avoid their gaze.

The man, however, has no such compunction. Though he seems surprised, he breaks into a grin immediately when he sees them. "Wha - hey! Well, now, well, now." He folds his arms and gives Grant a leer. "I take it you, uh...got the message too? Claimed yourself a couple of tasty little morsels?"

"...I got the message," Grant says warily. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Me? Same as you are, my man. I've 'claimed' some nice pussy and I'm headed home to enjoy it. I'm on the fifth floor." He presses the elevator call button. "You have claimed those bitches, right? Because if not..."

"He has," Mary says flatly, her tone brooking no nonsense. The man chuckles.

"Real shame. I've always had a thing for Asian girls, and blondie there has a smokin' bod. Still, good for you. Hope they didn't give you too much trouble...Cindy here was getting mouthy with me when the message came through and I figured, hell, what did I have to lose? I was already annoyed at her for not putting out on the first date. Never expected the second to go so well..." He grins and slaps the topless woman's ass, making her jump. Her nipples stand hard and pink in the air-conditioned hallway. "Gonna go take her holes for a spin. And the best part is, she's really eager to let me! Isn't that right, little bitch?" Cindy nods eagerly, looking at the man with a pathetic devotion in her eyes that makes Grant's skin crawl.

"Glad I'm not her," Olivia mutters. Just loud enough for the man to hear, apparently. His face darkens and he points at her.

"Hey, you keep your mouth shut, bitch. If I'd found you before this guy did, you wouldn't be wearing that cute little bikini. You all oughta kneel in the presence of your betters." He snorts, and redirects his attention to Grant. "That 'Source' person sure did us all a favor, huh? World made the way it ought to be...how it always should've been. You should make sure you teach your bitches some manners." He shakes his head. "Anyway, I'm Noah. What's your name?"

"...Grant."

"Grant," Noah says his name like he's tasting it. "Well, nice to meet you, Grant. Congrats on your bitches. I'm looking to up my harem myself as soon as I'm done trying on Cindy here...actually, what do you think about going out hunting together? We can leave the girls behind and get to know one another as men in this new world, eh?" He grins.