My dad must have overheard their conversation, because he chimed in and said that he had actually asked some of the patrons at the pub if the ginnis in belfast was as good as the gennis in dublin. My parents friend then looked at both of them with a horrified look and explained that this neighborhood in particular was controlled by the ulster defence association,. A protestant pera military group that was notoriously anti catholic. Turns out my dad and his big mouth had inadvertently alerted the residence of this ologetically protestant neighborhood that he was catholic due to his southern irish accent. The street lights had all turned on, shining upon the car and the two figures