Dimitri Doffs His Top Hat
Stalking the fog-shrouded cobbles of the moonlit city, the man strikes a sinister figure despite his stately, well-tailored attire. When two thugs confront him, his piercing yellow eyes narrow, pulling at the ragged scar bisecting the right side of his face. A wicked smile flashes across his pallid, handsome features. He twirls his silver-handled cane in relaxed contemplation, the practiced grace of his long, slender limbs suggesting formal training, and mutters something under his breath. His aggressors draw blades—and turn on each other with wide-eyed horror. The man steps over the pair, avoids the spreading pool of blood, and strides off whistling a cheerful tune.
~ Played by Dewey Cheatem & Howe
