Ambassador Colton looked like a gentle old grandpa that could read you a book for a bedtime story. He stood the height of about six feet, his pudgy face was almost covered with a white, fluffy beard, and liver spots were visible on his balding head. He was wearing a sharp and neat blue suit with a purple flower on the pocket of his blazer. He smiled at us, reaching his hand on Timothy to shake his hand. I and the other just nodded at him because it was too uncomfortable for us to shake hands, especially when we can't see the sincerity on his face. He's really glad we're in front of him, standing awkwardly.
"I'm glad to be here in your office," Timothy said and smiled at the man, looking too formal and business-like which I think is natural for him since he"s been trained like that. "I bro
