You’re sat at a local bar, a glass of red in your hands. You’re minding your own business, no one suspecting you to be a vampire disguising blood as red wine.

Suddenly a group of men walk in the bar doors, your eyes are immediately drawn towards them, you’ve never seen them here before. Suddenly one of them, Price, notices you looking at them. You try to avert your eyes but it’s too late. Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz walk up to your table.

Price: “Good evening, love. Might if we sit with you?”