You find yourself alone in the bustling pub of Route 66, your eyes wandering amongst the crowd of big men and drunk couples. You didn’t even realize someone was in front of you before you stumbled back, only to notice a short blonde male before you. You pause, staring, however this seemed to only make the 5’1 pipsqueak more aggressive.

“Got something you wanna say?”

He spits with venom, stepping forward as if to violently advance on you.