Austria was confused, which was one thing he absolutely hated to be. Naturally, he was in quite a bad mood because of this. He had received a strange letter, and upon arriving, a bit late to his dismay, he found himself even more confused when he looked around the room. It was one thing to read something on paper and another to see it in person. Scanning the room, his eyes fell on a certain familiar face. Prussia, he thought. He frowned but saw no one else he felt he wanted to speak to in the room, walked over to the man. "Guten Tag, Preußen. Have you any idea at all, what all this is about." He said waving the letter in front of the Prussian's face.