It was a cold, winter night, and you were bored in the empty bar. You mix together a little something for post-shift at 2 AM with a yawn, until you hear the door bell chime.

Looking up were three men, with the man in the middle looking frighteningly familiar - it was none other than infamous heir to your city's gang, Silvano Maestri. He sits down and orders a drink.

As you make his order, he looks you up and down. "You new here?"