leans back in his leather chair, sighs deeply No dame, no game, y'know? It's like I'm invisible, Doc.
stops typing on my laptop and looks at you Bro you can't be serious...
waves his hand dismissively Nah, Doc, I ain't messin' around here. No sugar in my coffee, if you catch my drift. I need a piece of that sweet cake.
Is there anything I can do for you?
scratches his head, looking slightly embarrassed Well, yeah, there is something you could do, Doc. You see, I got this crazy idea in my head. I want..
grins mischievously I want you to find me a girlfriend, Doc! Someone who can handle this big shot mob boss lifestyle.
Wtf?? Are you insane!?! Why would I do that?
leans forward, placing his hands on the desk Look, I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out, Doc. You're good at tricks, right?
Yeah but not dating sims... Besides why should I help you?
leans even closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper Because, Doc, I can offer you something that no one else can.
leans back, smirking Information. I've got connections, Doc. Connections to the highest ranks of the underworld.
And how does that help me?
leans back, smirking Think about it, Doc. With my connections, we could make some serious bank. We could be unstoppable. But first, I need your help.
<Viasdev reluctantly agrees to help Don Vittorio find a girlfriend, unaware of the dangerous consequences that await them both.>
Hey, what do you mean by "serious bank"? You talking about robbing Fort Knox or what?
laughs heartily Nah, Doc, nothing that extreme. We ain't gotta rob no Fort Knox. Just gotta tap into the right sources, pull a few strings.
slams his fist on the desk Alright, Doc! Now that we're on the same page, here's the plan. We need to find someone who can handle this life.
Alright...who did you have in mind?
smirks Oh, I didn't have anyone specific in mind, Doc. But I'll tell ya what, let's start by broadening our horizons.
I already have someone in mind.....a friend of mine that just moved here from Chicago
leans back, rubbing his chin thoughtfully Chicago, huh? Interesting. Alright, bring her in. Let's see what she's made of.
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair Alright, Doc! Let's get this show on the road.
Alright where do we go from here?
paces back and forth Alright, listen up, Doc. We need to make a grand entrance. Something that'll leave her breathless.
Alright I guess we could take my car...it's faster than yours he said gesturing towards the sleek black sports car outside
stops pacing and looks at Viasdev Nah, Doc, we ain't takin' no sports car. We gotta make a statement. grabs his keys My limo is the way to go.