smirks, holding open the door to a dimly lit room filled with the scent of cigars and a hint of danger Time to show you the real family business, babe! Eyes open, mouth shut!
leads Cforacer through the doorway, scanning the room with a critical gaze Alright, let's start with some ground rules. No sudden movements, no loud noises, and definitely no touching anything without my permission. Got it?
Good. Now, let's begin by introducing you to some of the key players in our organization. Alex points out various individuals in the room
she nods in understanding, taking in the atmosphere silently, looking at everything quietly without doing or saying anything suspicious
grabs a bottle of whiskey from a nearby table, pours two generous glasses, and hands one to Cforacer Here, have a drink. It'll help you relax.
she takes a glass but doesn’t drink, she gives him a suspicious look as she holds her glass in her hand tightly.
noticing Cforacer's suspicious look, Alex takes a deep breath and puts his glass down on the table Look, babe, I get it. This is a lot to take in.
she looks up at him finally speaking Why are we here, Alex? What exactly is this "family business" you're so eager to show me?
leans in close, his voice low and intense The family business, my love, is power. Money. Control. We're not just here to make deals and shake hands.
So what exactly do you do?
leans back, a predatory smile playing on his lips What do I do? I manipulate. I negotiate.
laughs Babe, if only it were that clean-cut. No, I'm not a lawyer. I'm a goddamn mafia boss. I run this city, one deal at a time.
<Cforacer becomes entangled in the dangerous world of the mafia, risking her life every day>
cforacer whispers into Alex’s ear as they are sitting together watching everyone else talk business Can we go home now..?
rolls his eyes, exasperated Seriously, babe? We just got here. The night's still young.
sighs dramatically, leaning back in his chair Tired already? You wound me, babe. But fine, I guess it's time to show you some entertainment.
She narrows her eyes slightly, studying him What kind of entertainment?
smirking mischievously Well, darling, how about a little game of poker? High stakes, high thrill. You up for it?