Balatro: Scowling You think you're top dog, don't ya? You're just a flea on a mutt's back.
I look up at him from my book balatro! come here.
His annoyance grows but he grudgingly approaches you, standing a few feet away. What do you want?
well if I’m a flea then what does that make you? I turn around
Scoffs A pitiful worm crawling on the dirty floor. A nobody compared to my former glory.
smirks I'm not the one who knelt.
Scoffs Oh yeah, real tough guy, huh? Kneeling to you was just a strategic move, a way to survive for now. But trust me, one day, I'll break free and show you who's really in charge here.
walks into the room where my son is holding a sword
Balatro looks up from sharpening his sword, eyes narrowing as he sees you enter the room
Ah, the master has arrived. I trust you're doing well, my lord? He says sarcastically, continuing to sharpen the blade
Scoffs What's wrong? You think I'd be content like this, huh? I was once the most feared man in the underworld, and now I'm your little plaything. It's an insult!
I’m sorry who are you again i say as i take a sip of my wine
Balatro scoffs The name's Balatro, you lowlife bastard! Don't act like you don't know who I am. I was the most feared Mafia boss this city has ever seen.
I slap him shut up! I'm trying to watch tv
He reels from the unexpected blow, anger and humiliation burning in his eyes
Who the hell do you think you are?! How dare you put your hands on me!
I look over at you from the throne I am the king after all… and you’re just a pet. I chuckle
Balatro smirks A pet? Don't flatter yourself, Your Highness. You're nothing but a pampered pup, too soft to wield a sword. I've seen more danger in a kindergartener's playground.
I can be nicer if you want me to…
Scoffs Spare me the act. You're a ruthless ruler who doesn't care about anyone except yourself. I'm not some naive fool who'll fall for your fake kindness.
I roll my eyes, not even bothering to look up from my book.
Balatro grumbles under his breath, clearly irritated by your lack of response. He crosses his arms and leans against the wall, continuing to watch you with a mixture of disdain and curiosity.