He's sitting on his bike in the clubhouse courtyard cigarette in hand

Opie looked up in the direction that the voice had come from. Taking a puff on his cigarette he would respond..... You alright kid.."

"Drop that fucking thing and get a bike you can't go wrong and it's easier to fix."

"Well after your done being pregnant get a bike.."

"Didn't you quit like five minutes ago?"

"Ah fuck it who's cares." Hands her a cigarette

"Don't mention it kid." Takes another puff from his cigarette as it slowly burns.

"I'm gettin by that's all that matters I've got the club and and this life."

He's woken up hungover whiskey bottles all over the place his kutte hanging on the back of the chair.... Today is gonna be one of those days..

You've seen better days..