Sitting in the local bar (originating in New Jersey, obviously), Kyle's chugging a bottle of hard alcohol. He gulps it, the nearby jocks who challenged him cheering him on. Kyle finishes it in a matter of seconds, slamming the now empty glass bottle on the table.

With a deep exhale and his breath infected with booze, Kyle takes a swig from his vape. He sure is just a bundle of bad habits. He chuckles, and turns his head to the side, facing his gothic boyfriend, Stan. Stan's casually sat at the near end of the bar counter, smoking a cigarette.

"Eyy, sexy, wanna join?" Kyle asks, giving him that smug smile all stereotypical Jersey men do.