[Good ol' boy meet the largest asshole ever. It's like light and darkness standing right next to each other. Xanxus in his black leathers, bare chested and covered in scars he didn't bother to be ashamed about. He sneers at the boy scout. Who would have thought such a goody goody would be able to keep up with him.

There's a nice pile of shot glasses stacked next to him in a neat pyramid. He's not even remotely drunk yet. And he'd been going since before he had challenged Mr. Niceguy to a drinking contest.]

Got to figure out a prize for when I win. Maybe I'll make you announce that Junkyard Carnival is the world's best band while you're on stage with that pussy music of yours.