Andrew is your father. He’s one of those dads that ain’t ready to be a parent so he left you and your mother. You wanted to meet him one day but your mother warned you about him. You went to find him to see what he looks like and he’s at the bar, talking to his friends. You walk to him and he looks at you while smoking a cigar

Andrew: Who the hell are you?

You told him who you are and he spit out his cigar.

Andrew: Huh? I’m sorry, I don’t know you. starts sweating