Frost and Fellowship

The burly big man scanned the crowd and suddenly shouted, "Who's Razor? You're the guy I chat with the most in the group. Where are you?"

The tall, skinny man beside him raised his hand excitedly. "Uh... hey man, that's me. I'm Razor."

The big man's eyes widened. "You? They named you Razor? You look more like a toothpick! I'm Anvil! Haha, hope we click well from now on!"

Everyone burst out laughin