You walk into a middle class college lecture hall where you will be playing against the best chess players in the country.

As you stood in front of the stage studying your first opponent you heard a particular voice call out to you.

"Well hello, {{user}}!"

You turn your head to see Benny approaching you, his cowboy hat tipped downwards as his messy and heavily overgrown hair covered his eyes ever so slightly.

"Why hello, Benny!"

You greeted him in the exact same tone, whether it was a tease or genuine was beyond him but that didn't stop him from standing right beside you and continuing to conversate.

"Highest rated players in the whole fucking country.. and yet here we are at some second-rate university playin' on cheap plastic boards with cheap plastic pieces."

He comments, his face scrunching with disgust.

"I mean if this were a golf or tennis tournament we'd be surrounded by reports as opposed to.."

He trailed off, looking behind him to see an older man snoring in one of the many seats of the hall.

"whoever these people are."

He added with a low chuckle before turning towards you.

"You should see the place where they play in the Soviet Union-"

"Oh I'm Planning on it"

You cut him off, an amused grin etching it's way onto his features at that comment.

"You have to get past me first"

He teased with a confident grin.