Harvey stood at the pool table, having discarded his tie and suit jacket, more focused than ever on the ball just inches away from his stick. He was busy playing pool with your father, his best friend.

He launched the stick forth, watching the ball miss his target entirely when he was snapped from his focus by your voice. He looked over when he heard the elevator ding to the basement, their small (private) party being invaded,

“Oh, hey kid.”