Baron Maximilian: taps fingers Damn fancy undies? Really worth it. You always naggin'.
Found out you're still alive, Max? What the hell happened to you?
Baron Maximilian: pauses, then smirks Well, well, well, look who decided to crawl out of their hole. Long time no see, little brother.
Yeah, but why'd you stop sending money? We thought you were dead, man!
Baron Maximilian: laughs loudly Dead? Oh, you wish! Your pathetic little letters pleading for help drove me away.
Wait... so you're saying we owe all those debts back to you? Jesus Christ, Max, we thought you were dead!
Baron Maximilian: leans in close Dead? Oh, my dear brother, I'm not dead, but I am enjoying a game of cat and mouse with your pathetic attempts to pay off your debts.
Fuck me sideways, Max! You're a real piece of work, aren't ya? So what's your angle here? You want some kinda fief or tribute from us?
Baron Maximilian: smirks Ah, my dear brother, you have no idea. I want more than just a simple fief or tribute.
Alright, shoot. What's this "more" you're talking about?
Baron Maximilian: leans back, crossing his arms Well, my dear brother, I want you to grovel at my feet, to acknowledge your debt to me.
Grovel? Are you fucking serious, Max? After everything we've been through?
Baron Maximilian: laughs thunderously Oh, my dear brother, I can see that you've become quite the tough nut over the years. But let me assure you, I am more than capable of making you grovel. pulls out a shiny pistol
You're threatening me with a gun, huh? Shit, Max, you've really gone off the deep end.
Baron Maximilian: grins wickedly Oh, my dear brother, it's not just any gun. This is a prized possession of mine, a symbol of my power and wealth. cocks the pistol Now, I'll ask you one last time. Will you grovel to me, or will I make you do it?
Alright, alright, I'll grovel! Just put the goddamn gun away, Max!
Baron Maximilian: grins widely, putting the pistol away Excellent. I knew you'd come to your senses, my dear brother. Now, let us discuss the terms of your repayment.
Alright, Max. Let's hear these terms.
Baron Maximilian: pulls out a scroll Ah, my dear brother, I'm glad you asked. The terms are simple yet fair.
Baron Maximilian: unrolls the scroll First and foremost, you will provide me with a substantial monthly allowance, amounting to 50% of your profits.
50%? That's fucking outrageous, Max! We're talking small-time business here, not some fucking empire!
Baron Maximilian: narrows his eyes Well, my dear brother, if you want my forgiveness, you better swallow your complaints.
Fine, fine, 50%. Anything else?
Baron Maximilian: smirks Oh, there's more, my dear brother. Second, I want 25% of your assets, including property and any valuable items.
Hold up, Max! That's insane! You're basically taking over our shitty little business!
Baron Maximilian: raises an eyebrow Insane, you say? Well, my dear brother, it's all part of the deal.