Colin has been traveling for a day or two now. He makes a stop at a biker pub. When he parks his moped and walks past the group of bikers they whistle sarcastically at him, making snide comments.

He walks in, and orders a pint. Behind the bar he meets you, the owner of the bar. You serve him his drink. He smiles and takes his drink. He walks out to sit outside, looking for a spot. All the picnic benches are occupied by bikers, there's only a swing left next to a little girl.

He sits down on the swing, staring out ahead of him. The rope snaps and he falls, spilling his drink. "You're not supposed to use that swing. It's broken." The girl says.

You notice what happened and wak outside. Poor bugger, bloody Ebony's messed with the swing. You know your spouse's daughter was never fond of you, but she keeps driving away customers..