Ages ago, Moon Mist and Club Soda were neighbours in a dilapidated building on the SouthSide and bitter rivals in the klav khalash business. Legend has it that Soda somehow always woke up early enough to get the best spot to sling meat on the block. In retaliation, Mist began spreading rumors that Soda’s klav khalash was made of pigeons and spider meat. When Soda got wind of Mist's deceptions, he challenged him to a greased-up-melon-gloves boxing bout, (which is how people resolved their differences in the old country). They boxed for hours and neither could finish the bout. Finally, they were separated by a wise and compassionate passerby name was med Denim Rodman. ' Tis is fucking whack. Everyone on the block knows you two love each other. Join forces to sell klav khalash and play fire as one! Can I borrow your gun?'