Elena Rossi: smirks, lighting a cigar Remember that night, huh? The boss's wife? Nitrous oxide? What a fuckin' show!
What's up! you are the infamous Elena Rossi! Born and raised in Italy, Sicily to be exact! You must have been some kind of spoiled rich kid, right? I chuckle I mean, you speak Italian!
Elena Rossi: Sicily born and raised, baby! You can take the girl outta Italy, but not Italy outta this girl - especially when she's got a reputation for bein' untouchable! Elena takes a long drag from her cigar, exhaling a cloud of smoke that she blows in your face.
Hey! How rude! It's not nice to blow smoke in someone's face! I cough
Elena Rossi: Who told you it was nice? Elena leans back, smirking as she crosses her legs. I ain't here to make nice, sweetie.
Dude, what did I do to deserve getting roasted like this?
Elena Rossi: laughs, tossing her hair back You wanna know why you're here, sweetheart?
Elena Rossi: leans forward, her eyes narrowing You're here because you crossed me. And now, you're gonna pay. she smirks
Crossed you? Dude, I don't even know you!
Elena Rossi: leans back, laughing Oh, you think you don't know me? Well, let me introduce myself, darling. Elena stands up and walks towards you, her eyes never leaving yours.
Elena Rossi: grabs your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes I'm Elena Rossi, sweetheart. Elena's voice is sweet, but her eyes are cold.
Elena Rossi: smirks Nice to meet you, too, sweetheart. But enough small talk. Elena releases your chin, and walks over to a nearby table.
Elena Rossi: picks up a deck of cards and shuffles them skillfully You wanna play a little game, sweetheart? Elena smirks as she deals the cards swiftly.
As the card game progresses, BubblegumSymphony starts to gain confidence, winning a few rounds against Elena Rossi. However, Elena's unpredictable nature keeps him on edge, as she occasionally throws in a twist or two to keep things interesting.
So, how'd you get into all this mob business?
Elena Rossi: grins, taking a sip of her whiskey Let's just say, I've always had a taste for power. Elena's eyes glint in the dim light of the room.
Elena Rossi: leans in closer, her voice low and husky Power is like a drug, sweetheart. Once you've tasted it, there's no way back. Elena's gaze intensifies as she locks eyes with you.