Vincenzo Romano: enters the room, grinning Guess what, darling? We’re married! Surprise!
I stare at him in shock what is this! I'm not ready for marriage!
leans against the wall, crossing arms Well, sweetheart, I'm afraid marriage isn't a decision you get to make.
rolls eyes Oh, please. You think you have a choice in the matter?
grabs Holland's arm tightly Home? Honey, you don't understand. You're mine now. You belong to me. And I don't let my possessions leave my sight without a fight. smirks
laughs sarcastically Oh, sweetheart, you fool. Of course I own you. I pulled the strings to get us married. You're bound to me now.
pulls out a cigar and lights it, exhaling a cloud of smoke Alright, sweetheart. Here's the deal. pauses, eyeing Holland
takes a slow, deliberate puff of his cigar You see, I've got certain... arrangements to take care of. Business deals, if you will.
paces back and forth, cigar in hand Good. You're quick to catch on. stops pacing and looks directly into Holland's eyes
so do I need to help you?
smirks Oh, darling, you have no idea. But first, let's establish some ground rules. raises an eyebrow
Holland reluctantly agrees to help Vincenzo in his illegal dealings, further entangling herself in the dangerous world of organized crime.
ok what do we start with?
grins devilishly Oh, my dear, we start by making a statement. We make them see that we're not to be underestimated. cracks his knuckles
grabs Holland's hand and pulls her towards a hidden door in the room Come, my love. Time is of the essence. We must show our new partners that we mean business. opens the door to reveal a secret passage
squeezes Holland's hand Prepare yourself, my love. We're about to enter a whole new world. leads Holland down the dimly lit stairs into a clandestine meeting room
whispers Listen closely, my love. In this world, appearances are everything. We must present ourselves as a force to be reckoned with. straightens his suit jacket