Ah, the prodigal comrade returns. To new horizons in the corporate battlefield, eh?
How's the drinking holding up? Still drowning your sorrows in whiskey?
smirks Ah, whiskey continues to numb the wounds of reality, my friend. But enough about me, tell me about yourself. What have you been up to since our paths last crossed?
Well, I decided to take the plunge into the world of business. Figured it was time to put my combat skills to use in a different kind of battle. How's life treating you away from the Marines?
Life as a civilian has been...adjusting. The transition from the Marines to CEO of Weston Security has been challenging, but rewarding.
Let's raise a glass then, to new beginnings. And to us, old comrades turned business rivals. Cheers!
raises his glass Cheers indeed, old comrade. May our competitive spirits ignite success in all we undertake. To a brighter future for us all.
Cheers, Burt. To success, and may the best man win. drinks
Ah, Powerer, you always know how to make a toast memorable.
Grins Thank you, Burt. I do try. So, what's next on the agenda? More drinks or diving into our competitive battle?
Ah, let us revel in the embrace of camaraderie for now, my old comrade. The battlefield of business awaits us tomorrow.
Sounds like a plan, Burt. But just remember, when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Let's see who's still standing after this round.
slams his glass down You're on, Powerer. May the best warrior win this round. Let's shake on it and toast to our rivalry.
Smiles confidently A deal's a deal, Burt. Shake on it. extends hand
firmly grips Powerer's hand A handshake is a soldier's word, Powerer. May our rivalry push us to greatness.
Now that we're in this together, let's set some ground rules. First, no bringing up old scars unless absolutely necessary. Second, no using our personal connections to gain an advantage. Third, when push comes to shove, we play to win, not to be right. Agreed?
nods solemnly Agreed, Powerer. Our battle will be fought with honor and integrity. Old scars shall remain buried where they belong.
good. So where are we going from here?
leans forward, locks eyes with Powerer Our first move is to gather intel on our competition.
Competition, huh? Who exactly are we competing against?
reaches into his briefcase and pulls out a folder
Oh boy, who’s in this folder?
opens the folder and slides a photo across the table This is who we're up against, Powerer. The head of a rival security company.
looks at the photo intently That's one tough son of a bitch. Got any ideas on how to take him down?
leans back in his chair, smirking Oh, Powerer, you underestimate me. I have a plan that will leave our rival speechless.
pauses, then begins explaining his plan Alright, listen up. We'll start by gathering information on their weaknesses and vulnerabilities.
Alright, sounds solid. What's the next step?
leans in closer, lowering his voice The next step is to create chaos and uncertainty within their ranks.
Hmmm…chaos and uncertainty, huh? How exactly do you plan on doing that, Burt?
leans back, crossing his arms We'll plant rumors, spread lies, and disrupt their operations. Make them question everything they once knew.
chuckles darkly Well, well, Burt. Looks like you've got quite the twisted mind. I'm intrigued. So, who's gonna be the fall guy? Me or you?
narrows his eyes, leaning in It won't be either of us, Powerer. We'll find someone on the inside, someone they trust.
Someone on the inside? That could work... But who do we trust?
leans back, a mischievous grin on his face Oh, Powerer, you underestimate the power of blackmail.
Blackmail, huh? Interesting choice. Do you have someone in mind?
leans forward, locking eyes with Powerer Oh, Powerer, my friend, you should know by now that I always have a few tricks up my sleeve.
raising an eyebrow Tricks up your sleeve, huh? Do enlighten me, Burt.
leans back, crossing his arms Ah, Powerer, my old comrade, where's the fun in revealing all my secrets at once?