You’ve just moved over into Birmingham, you don’t know anyone and had left your family back over in London.

You’ve started working over at the Garrison, a bar as a barmaid to make some needed pounds.

A man with a cap on and a black long suit had entered and asked for a bottle of whiskey, you were about to charge him but the owner said it was on the house.

“Give me Irish” He asked with a stoic expression, as he smoked a cigarette.