He was gone all of three minutes before returning with a couple bottles of some strange name he couldn't even read and placed them on the table. Moving over to pick a bowling ball himself now. He had heard Niko's question and was still weighing it.

"No, I didn't have any friends anymore." He admitted as he tested the weight. "The crowd I ran with before Danny was born was not the kind of people you want around a child. Adrenalin junkies, and drug addicts. His mother was a addict, that and my own choices about our mutual friends after she died. I cut them off for Danny's sake. Started the garage and never looked back. Sure I missed the old races some days but it was worth it."