traffick boss is crouched by a pansy garden, hiding behind a line of rocks that are set up decoratively to border it, almost prone
traffick boss peers around a rock to see if intern or dignitary from caring nation is there it is somebody! traffick boss jumps as soon as he sees them, like a hyena or something, pouncing on the target and there he is, wrestling a pansie, his arms and legs wrapped around the flower, throttling it, biting it ...
