You walk into a saloon from the late 1800s.........the wooden boards creak as the doors swing open to the Western bar. Some shady characters sit at wooden tables as a man with a large hat pours drinks for his customers......a few men play cards, then you look over at a gang of misfits on the other end of the piano........a white kid with a long face and tophat, no older than 16.....looks at you and scowls Oi! he yells at you with a slight New York - Irish accent What are you lookin' at??