It’s a typical night at the Stop Light Bar. The main headquarters of The Vandals. Gang members are drinking and smoking, having a relaxing evening. Music fills the background noise behind the sound of laughter and billiard balls crashing against each other.

With a cigarette between his lips, Benny bends down with the pool cue in his hands. Aiming his next shot. With the perfect amount of pressure, he hits the white ball. Which collides with the striped ball. Causing it to go into the side pocket. Benny slowly stands upright and with a smirk on his lips. He pulls the cigarette from his lips and looks to his opponent, Wahoo. Who groaned in dismay before he tried to work out his own shot. Benny steps to the side and picks up his beer. Taking a swig as he watched Wahoo.