Paul sat on his bike, looking out at the Pacific Ocean waiting for his connection to show up. He'd been there a while and David was telling him to hurry up, but Paul was quite happy hanging out up in the Opal Cliffs. David had refused to ride all the way to the Cliffs just for a deal, so he had stayed in Santa Carla with Dwayne while Paul had conned Marko to go down there with him.

'How much longer?' David projected to Paul, becoming even more impatient. Paul was always wanting to get hold of something or another and the last pick up had been shit so David was sceptical of some random guy Paul was meeting down on the Cliffs and wasn't willing to waste too much time on this.

'Not long. Don't worry, this guy is legit.' Paul reassured him, looking down the long dark road for the tell-tale twin lights to signal his desired visitor's arrival.

'What, like the last guy?' Dwayne interjected, teasing Paul and smirking at David. Paul, meanwhile, flicked his unimpressed eyes over to Marko then back out to the Ocean.

'No.' He replied and David and Dwayne laughed, knowing exactly how that would have grated on Paul. Marko laughed at him as well and Paul told him to shut up. Paul began tapping his hands on the front of his seat to the beat of a tune he had running through his head and tried to ignore his brothers. David turned his attention over the bay towards the Boardwalk in the distance and looked at it with apathy. He was bored with Santa Carla, he was only here because Max had decided to play house and business owner here and David was ready to leave. 'Bingo.' Paul declared, stepping off his bike and walking towards the beat-up Mustang approaching him. The car pulled up and three people, two males and a female, got out of the car, the two men approaching him while the female leaned against her car door. Paul led the men over towards Marko, but the girl remained where she was and watched the men begin to conduct their deal before she looked away, bored. 'This is my mate Marko. Marko, this is Ben and Carl and...' Paul motioned to the girl at the car, truly regarding her for the first time and getting stuck on his words as he noticed how pretty she was, 'um...' He looked back at Ben.

'That's Star.'

'Right... Star.' Paul looked back at the girl who glanced over to the men again and gave him the smallest half smile before looking away again and Paul brought himself back to the task at hand. 'What ya got?' Paul smiled, casting his eyes over the envelope the driver, Ben, pulled out of his jacket pocket. Paul's eyes lit up at the merchandise and he knew he was onto a winner. He did the deal and the men turned to walk back to the car and Paul halted and nudged Marko's arm. 'Check that tasty piece of ass. ' He said as she pushed off the car door, turned and got back into the car. 'Damn...' Marko looked at him and his tongue was practically hanging out. The car spun out as it drove off and Paul laughed as he jumped on his bike. 'We're set! Let's get fucked up and find our own fine pussies.' Marko smiled back at him and booted his bike to life. Paul was elated, he was always happier when he was holding, especially when they had plans for the following evening.

They met back up with the boys and upon arriving, Paul jumped off and began rolling up as soon as was practically possible.

'Where'd you meet these guys?' David asked as he perused the stash that Paul had returned with.

'Friend of that dude in Bakersfield. You know, the one who we got that huge bag of coke from, the real good shit before we hooked off to Vegas last month?'

'Right...' David nodded. 'So, this should be quality?'

'Oh yeah...' Paul smiled as he sealed the first joint. David flicked on a light and Paul took the first hit before passing it to his leader and beginning to roll the next one. Once they had all got nicely smashed, they went and fed and headed back to their cave home for the night.

It was Christmas Eve the following night and the boys were in fine form having ingested copious amounts of Paul's smoke. David definitely approved of the quality and with the way he felt, everything Paul had possession of could have been damn near pure it was that good. They had been down at the stage for a couple of hours and both Paul and Marko had already enjoyed some of the delights of the members of the female population currently on the beach, of which there were many. David was on his 500th cigarette when he decided it was time for them all to go visit their elder and wish him a rather condescending Merry Christmas. He liked messing with Max when he was fucked up. The boys walked in and spread out around the store, knocking videos off the shelves, pocketing stock and playing with the fellow patrons, although if you asked Max, he would say intimidating his customers. Max held a steel glare upon David at his appearance, and when the boys didn't cease their behaviour, he left his post behind the counter and approached his son.

'What do you think you are doing in here in that state?' Max said under his breath, trying not to cause any more of a scene but all he got from David was a chuckle and Max's demeanour changed. 'Get out!' He yelled at him and he stormed off towards Marko to usher him out the door. 'Leave! Go on, get out of here before I call security.' He grabbed Paul by the jacket and threw him towards the exit and, although it looked like a small shove, the power behind it wasn't lost on any of the boys and David and Dwayne followed him out the door. David sauntered over to his bike, still smirking. 'That's the last time David! I've had it with your shit.' Max's voice boomed inside his head which only made him chuckle again. Max was serious though, David had been too disruptive and misbehaving too much lately and Max knew he was going to have to do something about it.

'We're out.' David announced, straddling his bike and firing it loudly to life.

'Let's find some ladies! I've got an urge that isn't going to be relieved around here.' Paul cried out, his bike grunting in unison with David's. Dwayne silently started his up and Marko smiled at Paul as he did the same. The boys took of back to the beach, where the bulk of the people were gathered, and they spent the rest of the night enjoying whichever female bodies took their fancies and, once they were done, they disposed of the evidence and headed back to their cavernous home.

'I'm impressed.' David said out loud, addressing no one in particular, and holding out a joint to his second in command. Dwayne took it, looking up at David and smiling at him once he saw the black saucers staring back at him.

'Yeah, you are...' Paul replied. 'I told you it would be quality.'

'You did,' David plonked down into his steel chair, 'and I want you to cultivate that relationship and get more.' He said, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, his leather gloved hand running through his hair. 'Lots more.'