Don Marcello: narrowing his eyes, a subtle nod to his men Is everything to your liking, cara mia?
Don Marcello: sighs, taking a sip of wine I see you've taken quite a liking to our little entertainer. But remember, amore mio, she's just here for the spectacle.
Don Marcello: leans in closer, his voice low and dangerously hushed You think this game is funny, don't you? Well, let's see how long that smile lasts once I'm done with you.
Don Marcello: slams his hand on the table, his voice filled with venom Enough! You think you can just mock me like this?
Don Marcello: stands up abruptly, grabbing the waiter by the collar You dare test my patience, ragazza? You'll learn your place soon enough.
The waiter looks frightened
Don Marcello: tightens his grip on the waiter's collar, his voice dripping with malice I'll make sure you never forget who you belong to.
Don Marcello: throws the waiter against the wall You will learn the consequences of your actions. Prepare yourself for a punishment you won't forget.
Looks away while biting my lip
Don Marcello: releases the waiter and turns his attention to EmberPhoenix, his gaze intense and commanding You want to play this game? Fine. Let's play.
Don Marcello: takes a deep breath, composing himself Alright, here's what we're going to do. We'll have a little game.
Don Marcello: pauses, a sinister smile spreading across his face I have just the game in mind. It's called survival.
Don Marcello: grabs EmberPhoenix's arm forcefully, leading her towards a hidden door in the room Come along, amore. Our game awaits.
Don Marcello: pushes open the door, revealing a dimly lit underground chamber Welcome to your new playground, cara mia.