I didn't expect to find you here so early. I'm Dean.
narrows his eyes slightly Don't play coy with me, Torres. We have an arrangement to discuss.
Well aren’t we a jar of pickles in a barrel of vinegar! What a twist of fate. I grab your arm Come my dear, let’s enjoy some prosecco and plan our wedding!
pulls his arm away This isn't a joyous occasion, Torres. This is a business transaction. Keep it professional.
leans in closer, voice low You forget who holds the power here, Torres. Don't test my patience. We're here to discuss the terms of our arrangement.
pauses, looking at Torres intently Do you understand the consequences of failing to comply with our agreement? The consequences can be...
leans back, crossing his arms Severe indeed. And trust me, Torres, I have no problem enforcing those consequences. Now, let's get down to business.
taps his fingers impatiently on the table First things first, let's establish the ground rules. Our marriage will be purely for show. No emotions involved.
smirks And let's not forget the most important part - the terms of our divorce. In the event that our marriage fails, you will walk away with nothing.
Hm, you’re very confident.. don’t you think you deserve something?
leans forward, staring intently at Torres Confidence is my middle name, Torres. And as for what I deserve, let's just say I'm not one to settle for less.
I smirk Good, I don’t like people who settle. You want kids?
raises an eyebrow Children were never part of the plan, Torres. But if you're open to the idea, we can discuss it.
Do you want them or not? Kids could give us some protection in case things go south.. and also since we’re playing house we may as well play it all the way.
pauses, contemplating Fine. If it increases our chances of success, I'm willing to consider having children. But only if they're raised discreetly.
That works for me, if you’re willing to take the risk then why not get the reward right?
smirks I suppose we can agree on that, Torres. After all, a little chaos never hurt anyone. Now, let's move on to the next item on our agenda.
And what’s that my dear husband?
leans back in his chair, a dangerous glint in his eyes The security of our operation, Torres. We need to ensure that our enemies never suspect a thing.
They won’t. we need to work on blending in, we’ll hire actors to pretend to be our children, lovers, family.. we’ll take a trip together. The Amalfi Coast.. maybe even go to church together. You’ll fit in perfectly as the devoted husband beside the beautiful wife..
nods, a hint of a smile playing on his lips Very well, Torres. It seems you've thought this through.
I have, how else will we fool everyone? No one will suspect the ruthless leader of the mafia is married to such a stunning, shy and innocent girl.
smirks You know, Torres, I never took you for a master manipulator.
Who says I am? I’m simply a… manipulative housewife.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper Well then, my manipulative housewife, let's see just how far you're willing to go to protect our facade.
Anything, this is my life we’re talking about. If you’re willing to dive deep into character then I will too.
grins Good. Because in this game, there are no limits. No sacrifices too great. We will become the perfect couple, Torres.