A Caucasian young man, who looked to be in his mid 20s was walking down the streets of New York City, USA. This Caucasian young man had short shaven blond hair, blue eyes and a blond handlebar mustache. He was wearing a chestnut leather jacket over a charcoal t-shirt along with a pair of stonewashed ash jeans and some chestnut boots.

The young man was on his way to a coffee shop where he had arranged a meeting with two men. The young man soon arrived at said coffee shop, and saw the two men sitting outside the coffee shop at a table. The two men were both African-American, with the first one being middle aged and having short shaven black hair and a black mustache and wearing a gray flat cap along with a white t-shirt underneath a stonewashed ash denim jacket and ash cargo pants with some brown loafers.

The other man was younger, having black dreadlock styled hair and wore a pair of blue sport shades along with a white t-shirt underneath a dark blue track jacket with dark blue track pants and dark blue trainers.

The two men looked up as they saw the Caucasian young man walk up to their table. "Hey. You're the kid who contacted us? Klaas Dekker, right?" The middle aged African-American man asked the Caucasian young man.

The Caucasian young man nodded. "Yes, that's me." He replied in a distinctive Dutch accent. "I saw your advertisement in the local newspaper about how you were looking for new boxing talent to train, and I was interested, so I contacted you two." He told the two men. "You're Doc Louis and his son Vinny, right?"

Doc and Vinny nodded. "Yep, that's us. Have a seat, dude." Vinny told Klaas, who nodded and sat down at the table when a waiter walked up to the trio.

"Can I take your order?" The waiter asked the trio kindly.

"I'll have a hot chocolate, please." Doc told the waiter.

"I'll have an espresso with no milk and two sugars, please." Vinny told the waiter.

"And I'll have a coffee with lots of milk and no sugar, please." Klaas told the waiter.

"Alright, your orders will be with you soon." The waiter replied as he went inside. Doc, Vinny and Klaas then turned their attention back to each other.

"So, you want us to train you in the way of boxing so you can enter the WVBA, right?" Vinny asked Klaas.

Klaas nodded. "Yes, sir. I want to learn as much as I can so I can become a WVBA star." He told Doc and Vinny.

Doc and Vinny nodded. "Well, you've come to the right adress, kid. I was a formidable heavyweight boxer back in the day, and I now coach the sport. Heck, I've coached former WVBA champion Little Mac." Doc told Klaas.

Vinny nodded. "Yeah. And now I assist my dad in coaching up and coming boxing talent, looking for the next big fighter after Little Mac left the ring." He added.

"So you gentlemen can help me become a champion like Little Mac once was?" Klaas asked as he raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"We can help you with that, yeah. You just have to be willing to work hard to achieve that goal, kid. So what do you say? Are you in?" Doc asked Klaas as him and Vinny looked at the aspiring Dutch boxer.

Klaas smiled and nodded. "I'm in." He replied.

Doc and Vinny smiled in delight. "That's what I like to hear! Let's begin our first training next Wednesday, alright?" Vinny suggested as he handed Klaas a piece of paper. "Here's the adress to our training school. Be there or be square."

"Oh, I'll be there alright." Klaas smiled as he took the paper. The waiter soon returned with the trio's drinks.

"Sorry to have kept you gentlemen waiting. Enjoy your drinks." The waiter told the trio as he handed them their drinks.

"Thanks, sir." Doc told the waiter as he walked off again. "Cheers, Klaas." He said as the trio took a sip of their drinks.

"I think a new star is born, dad." Vinny told Doc with a smile.

"I think so, Vinny. I definitely think so." Doc replied with a smile.