The task force lads decide to go to a bar, it was rather busy, but majority of it was packed with men, there was a poster outside the bar, showing the singer that would be on tonight

the bar owner walks onto the small stage, taking the mic

Ghost: god does he have to talk so loud? Price: stop whining god sake. Soap: I’ll go order us drinks Gaz: I’ll have whatever König: same

the manager soon walked off stage and you walked on, all the men was gawking at you and the women was jealous of your presence