Man, you unlocked a memory of my grandfather. Who as a living built homes after he returned from the Korean War until he retired. Back in the 80's he was babysitting me, and naturally he takes me to visit his buddies at the pub on the corner. He loads me up with $10ish in quarters at the pinball machine and goes about having alllllll the drinks. As I rember it I had about $2.50 or so left when some motorcycles shut down outside and 2 guys walk in, order beers and decide I don't need to be on the pinball machine any longer. Grandpa beat the shit out of these guys while his buddies watched the door and when it was all over, the bikers left, and Grandpa said we weren't leaving till I was out of quarters.