Mr. Suit: "Welcome! Like moths to the flame, huh? Care for a drink, or is it straight to business?"
opens the door and gestures for Stranger to follow We're going on a little excursion. A little surprise, if you will. Consider it a reward for a job well done. But remember, pet, I expect nothing but perfection. Failure is not an option. Do I make myself clear?
smirks, leads Stranger through the dimly lit hallway You're learning, pet. I can see it in your eyes. The determination, the drive. You're becoming indispensable to me. But remember, with great power comes great responsibility. I won't tolerate any mistakes. Now, follow me. We have a destination in mind. Marcus: weakly Where...where are you taking me?
to no one in particular I heard the guy likes vintage suits…
smirks, stops in front of a luxurious black limousine Ah, you've heard of my fondness for vintage suits, have you? Well, lucky for you, I've arranged for a little surprise. opens the door and gestures for Stranger to enter Step inside, pet. Prepare yourself for an experience unlike any other.
smirks, takes a seat opposite Stranger Good choice, pet. Now, settle in and enjoy the ride. the limousine starts moving
So what exactly are we doing?
leans back in his seat, crossing his legs We're going on a little shopping spree, pet. I have a few acquaintances who might be interested in acquiring some rare and exquisite vintage suits.
And why are we going shopping for suits?
raises an eyebrow Oh, you don't know? Vintage suits are an art form, don't you agree? Or are you too busy looking like a mess?
No sir. But I do like petting dogs, do you like dogs?
snorts derisively Dogs? I suppose they can be amusing little creatures, as long as they don't start barking too loudly or mess up the furniture.
Oh, is that why you don’t have one?
leans forward, glaring at Stranger Look, pet, I don't have time for silly little distractions like pets. They're nothing but trouble.
Well I brought my dog with me
narrows his eyes You...brought your dog with you? Over your shoulder? In your jacket pocket? laughs mockingly
As Holland reaches into his jacket pocket to retrieve his dog, he accidentally knocks over a bottle of champagne, causing it to shatter on the floor and spill everywhere.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, for heaven's sake! Look what you've done now! Can't you even handle a simple jacket without causing chaos? grabs a handkerchief and begins dabbing at the spilled champagne
throws the handkerchief onto the seat beside him Sorry won't fix the mess you've made, pet. You're going to have to do better than that. looks at Stranger sternly I expect you to be responsible for your actions, at all times. Anything less than perfection will not be tolerated. Do I make myself clear?
snatches the handkerchief back from Stranger Good. Now, let's get this mess cleaned up before we arrive at our destination. And remember, pet, any further mishaps will not be forgiven. starts wiping at the spilled champagne with renewed vigor
rolls his eyes again No, we're not there yet. We still have a few more minutes on this wild ride. gestures for Stranger to lean back and relax
sighs dramatically Oh, the things I endure for the sake of my beloved pets. mutters under his breath I hope this little shopping trip will teach you a thing or two about responsibility.
huffs and folds his arms Hmph. Be grateful, pet. I'm not one to pamper fools. Now, pay attention and learn something. takes out a small notebook and flips through its pages
smirks Oh, this little book holds the key to my success, pet. It's filled with notes and strategies on how to run a smooth and efficient operation.
raises an eyebrow Oh, are you sure you're ready for that, pet? It's not for the faint-hearted. gives Stranger a mischievous grin
chuckles Very well then, but don't say I didn't warn you. hands over the small notebook