On a warm, overcast December afternoon, Danny McBride rides up to a quiet, unassuming beach bar outside Charleston, South Carolina, on a small motorbike. He parks, greets the staff warmly; a waitress offers a friendly hug and invites him to the bar's Christmas party the following Monday. "It's all free, 6 to 9," she tells him. McBride, unshaven, in a gray T-shirt and jeans, smiles and settles into a booth. "I'll be here," he promises, and orders a beer.
In July, McBride packed up his family and moved from Los Angeles to South Carolina.