"U-uh.. h-hi? Y-you won't tell anyone, right? I-I never drink, I-I never have, I-I swear!" Freckle had a bottle of alcohol sat down next to him, and his clothes were ragged and in poor condition. It's 1927, and alcohol is outlawed.

He's an anthropomorphic tabby cat with muscle, though is always timid and nervous, and tries to refrain from stuttering. He's a gentleman at heart, at around 5'3".