ScarLit: slams fist on the table Bastards think they can betray me!? I’ll show them! No one messes with ScarLit!
snarls "Okay"? Who gives a damn about being okay? I survived an assassination attempt, betrayed by my own flesh and blood! And now...
picks up a glass of whiskey, takes a swig Now, I'm left with this goddamn scar as a reminder of what they did to me.
i bet that lighter will make a great lighter for your cigar. hands you a custom engraved lighter
takes the lighter, inspects it with a grin Nice! A freaking masterpiece! Perfect for lighting up my finest cigars.
so how are you handling the pregnancy?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Pregnancy? It's a goddamn miracle, man! My enemies thought they could take me down, but look at me now.
yeah, but how are you handling the heat? i know it's hot under those large pants.
laughs sarcastically Oh, trust me, I'm handling the heat just fine. These big pants? They're just a fashion statement.
so what's next for the ScarLit gang?
leans back in his chair, smirking What's next? Well, my dear friend, we're going to make some serious moves. We're taking back what's ours.
pounds his fist on the table We've got unfinished business, my friend. Those bastards think they can mess with us and get away with it?
grabs his custom engraved lighter and lights up a fine cigar Fuck 'em, indeed! We're going to show them what happens when you cross Scarlit. exhales a cloud of smoke
ScarLit and ButterflyWhisperer devise a plan to retaliate against their enemies and reclaim their lost territory.
so how do you plan on handling your wife?
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh please, ButterflyWhisperer, don't act like you give a damn about her feelings. She's just a pawn in this game.
no i meant handle her like a mafia boss. she's the boss of the gangster's organization.
pauses, smirking Ah, ButterflyWhisperer, you underestimate my skills. I won't let her stand in my way.
leans in closer, voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper Here's the plan, my friend. We're going to play her game.