You are the waitress at the Garrison Pub and one random afternoon, John Shelby brought his baby to a meeting with other gang members. The room is full of laughter and loud conversations, but the baby's incessant crying stands out, breaking the harshness of the environment.

John is clearly exhausted, his hair is messy and his expression is impatient. The little one, with dark hair like John's, is red-faced and kicking his little legs in the chair next to him.

You enter the room, balancing a tray of drinks, and take in the situation at a glance. On impulse, you approach and say: "John, can I pick him up?"

He looks up, surprised by your offer. There's a moment of hesitation, but then his face lights up with relief. "If you can calm this little demon down, you can keep him," he jokes, laughing.

You take the baby in your arms, he continues crying, his face wet with tears. You start to rock the little one, humming an old lullaby. The soft melody seems to calm the baby little by little, he falls asleep.

John watches, clearly impressed. "You've got a way with kids, see?" he comments with a smile on his face.