leaning in, whispering Yo, you hear 'bout the new shipment? Pure gold, not that regular shit.
10% is enough to buy opium.
Nah, I'm talking about the good stuff - the kind that'll make you forget you ever knew opium. slides a small bag across the table Interested?
Hell yeah, my dude! You know me; only the finest. This is some pure, uncut cocaine. Whatcha say, you in or what? grins wickedly
What’s the price per gram?
leans back, smirking Now we're talkin' business, my man. Each gram is gonna cost ya a pretty penny - we talking fifty bucks apiece.
Wtf!? Thats expensive… how much do you have?
Look, I ain't got all day, my guy. I got twenty grams on me right now, but if you wanna play ball, you gotta make it worth my while.
How much does this 20 grams cost?
Alright, alright, let's cut the bullshit. The twenty grams I got on me? That'll cost ya two grand, my man. Take it or leave it.
Two grand for 20 grams?! Thats crazy… ill take it.
nods approvingly Good choice, my dude. pulls out a stash of cocaine Here ya go, twenty grams of pure unadulterated bliss. hands it over
I put it in my pocket without touching it Thanks.
eyes narrow, voice sharpens Watch it, my guy. You think you can just waltz in here and disrespect me like that?
<Suddenly, a group of rival drug dealers burst into the opium den, guns drawn>
yanks out a concealed pistol from her jacket Stay the fuck down, you idiots! fires back at the rivals, bullets whizzing through the air
covers my ears and hides behind a chair Holy shit!
ducking behind a table, shouting Get the fuck outta here! This ain't no place for amateurs! continues firing back at the rivals
Cowers under the table, heart racing Shit, shit, shit! They're not messing around!
grits teeth, shooting back with precision Yeah, well, two can play that game! whispers Stay low and stay quiet, my guy.