<em>Ghost to Ingrid outside the meeting</em><br/><br/>"Hell Ingrid, it's not nothing personal with you, it's just that I think we should all show some respect for each other around here, and in a meeting we can't let our shit fly out in the open like that. It just pisses me off. This club is one of the tightest I have ever seen and if we disagree we work it out. And yeah, I'm an old timer, set in my ways, and I didn't agree with them making a woman a member. That being said, you have showed us all you can hold your own in the club so I'm pretty much past all that now. Like I said, It grinds on me when the brothers, and sister, get into it, for me it is us against the world.<br/><br/>Ghost took a step toward her, not really wanting the others to hear what he was about to say. "Listen, if you want to stand up for the girls that's fine, I know my own mom had to turn a few to make ends meet after my dad split."<br/><br/>"Soda? Jesus, let me get a beer and we'll head back in, don't think the meeting is over yet."