If it weren't for Volgin's strong smell, he probably would have successfully snuck up on Marie. He instinctively wrinkled his nose at the acrid scent, then turned his head in an attempt to pinpoint the source of it. Perhaps it was that intimidating, electric monster over yonder. Perhaps.

For a few seconds, Marie felt completely paralyzed.

He stared at the Russian, completely silent. Maybe if he wished he would go away, he would.