"Always room for a new club around the OC," Scud pointed out, although not really all that helpfully. "So long as it's not the same as all the rest." He took another drag from his smoke, exhaled the smoke into a ring. Truly, he was a man of talent. "An' me? I don't to much. Work as a mechanic at a car shop, fix stuff up." He shrugged like it was no big deal. Because it kind of wasn't.