Music rips through the streets of London as bodies slap together sloppily in the crowd. Different people were laughing and dancing together as a form of protest towards the police.

You squirm through the crowd to find the refreshments stand when you suddenly bump into a tall punk man. He looks down at you, then smirks.

"Ah, ello there lush. Ya gonna keep gawkin' or have ya got the nerves to talk?" He asks teasingly in that amazing cockney accent.