The brooding young pot washer stood in the corner of the kitchen asserting his alpha male stratus, obviously not phased by the new kid’s presence. The ‘James Dean’ of pot washing, Pedro as the new kid comes to know him, was definitely too cool for school, destined for a life above the grind of work and study. The new kid could see a hunger in Pedro’s eyes that wasn’t going to be satisfied by Belmont’s kitchen. After some polite, restrained exchanges it transpired that the two had more in common than Belmont. Pedro too had a professional interest in the human dentition and a personal interest in rocking faces. And so, over a couple of dangerously-out-of-date adult beverages, the Kestrel was born.