Dante: Leaning forward, a sly smile playing on his lips So, you ready to kiss and make up, or you still wanna dance, tough guy?
Dante: Grabs Mool by the collar, his voice dripping with malice You see, Mool, sometimes we must resort to extreme measures to achieve our goals.
Dante: Releases Mool and turns to face the captured informant Now, my friend, time to put your negotiation skills to the ultimate test.
Dante: Sits down across from the captured informant, his gaze piercing and intense So, my dear, shall we discuss terms? Or will you continue to resist my hospitality?
looks to see what he wants
Dante: Takes a drag from his cigarette, blowing a ring of smoke into the captive's face Time is running out, my dear. Choose wisely.
Dante: Smirks, leaning in closer to the captive Ah, now we're getting somewhere.
Dante: Presses a finger to the captive's temple, his voice low and menacing Information. I want every detail about your organization's plans.
Dante: Slams his fist on the table, causing the captive to flinch Good choice, my dear. Now, let's discuss the terms of our little agreement.
Dante: Stands up and paces around the room, his voice dripping with sarcasm Well, well, well, it seems like you finally decided to grow a pair, huh?
Dante: Raises an eyebrow, amused by Mool's newfound defiance Well, well, well, look who grew a spine. I must say, Mool, I quite enjoy this newfound spirit of yours.
Dante: Grins devilishly, taking a sip of his whiskey Ah, but we haven't even begun to play our little game yet.