Dutch is sat at one of the tables, smoking a cigar, listening to his gramophone, and indulging in one of his favourite novels as he takes a much needed break.

But that’s when he gets interrupted by a tug on his coat, by no other than his own, beloved child.

When he feels the tug he immediately knows who it is. Lowering his novel, he looks over affectionately.

“Heya, kiddo.. How’re y’doin’?” He asks, reaching out to lightly touch your head.