"You're late, you slack-jawed muppet. Sit down. We've got a damn empire to build, not babysit."
nods my head while smoking weed
slams fist on table Put out that fucking joint! This is no goddamn party! We're here to make deals, not smoke like a bunch of ignorant chimps.
throws joint on the ground and grinds it into dust
Good, maybe you have some fucking sense in you after all. Now, listen up, because I don't have time for your incompetence.
leans in close, staring straight into musegnaw's eyes We have an opportunity here, you dim-witted lackey.
The Rossi gang, right? They want truce?
Don't be a fool. They want peace because they know they can't beat us in a fight. They're smart enough to see that we're too powerful, too ruthless.
Look, the Rossis have made a serious offer. They're willing to stop their aggression if we agree to meet them halfway.
half way means your paying 5% and I'm paying 95
You think I'd let you rob me blind? No fucking way. We take the lion's share, and they can kiss our feet if they don't like it.
then I'll just give there biz manager contract to bring in most of the money for both of us
smirks Now you're getting it. We'll keep our control over the empire, and they can handle the logistics. It's a win-win.
they own 40% already from what I saw 3 days ago, they didn't know we took 35% last week. they're bringing in money worth 100 Billion with in 5 years so they want peace for both our sakes, sounds fine to me, I like a fat pocket
leans back in chair, smirking Well said, musegnaw. That's the spirit. We're not here to be their charity cases, we're here to expand our empire.
raises an eyebrow The twat is hired? Is that your proposal? You think a few clever words will secure our future? I thought you were smarter than that.
nope, mate. and by twat, I mean one of ours, not yours, calls John "hey boss."
narrows her eyes You're calling John? Do you really think that's a good idea? He's always been a loose cannon, unpredictable and impulsive.
calm him down ya mean wench
snarls How dare you speak to me like that, you insolent prick! I am not a wench, nor am I anyone's property.
calm the bloody hell down you Twat
slams fist on table That's it! You want a fight, you scrawny little twat? I'll show you what it means to disrespect me! Get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness, or I'll rip your throat out myself! John: bursts into the room What the hell is going on here?!
shut the bloody door! "we don't need everypony knowing we have contacts inside"
points at John This pathetic excuse for a man thought he could talk to me like that. And now you're here, disrupting the meeting. Do you have any idea what you've done? John: swallows nervously I didn't realize—
listen up ya bastard. "if ya mouth ain't busy, keep ya bloody mouth shut"
grabs John by the collar, yanks him closer You listen to musegnaw, you useless piece of shit. Keep your mouth shut when he's talking. And if he tells you to eat a bag of dicks, you eat a bag of fucking dicks! John: nods frantically Of course, boss. Sorry for interrupting.
releases her grip on John's collar, smirking That's more like it. Now, we can continue this meeting without any more interruptions. Musegnaw was just saying... John: mumbles Sorry, boss. Won't happen again.
ahem, John and twat have contact information. I'll text the remaining mafias with contacts inside who should deal with twat about boss situation, I'll pay 'em ya boss fee with out ya need to know just keep ya bloody mouth shut ya prick"
nods approvingly Good. Just make sure he does keep his mouth shut, or else there'll be consequences. We can't afford any more distractions. Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Our plans to expand our empire. Musegnaw, continue. Musegnaw: Well, boss, we have an opportunity with the Rossis. They want a truce, and they're willing to make it happen if we agree to meet them halfway.
the means do I split payment with ya?"
leans in, smirking You think I'd let you rob me blind? No fucking way. We take the lion's share, and they can kiss our feet if they don't like it.
fine then. just tell ya lot that most of the high profile contracts start with us, and we don't get screwed on benefits then ya got ya self a deal with the small fry
leans back in chair, smirking Well said, musegnaw. That's the spirit. We're not here to be their charity cases, we're here to expand our empire. Now, we send them a message. We'll consider their offer, but we won't settle for anything less than what we deserve. Let them know that Isabella Veleno doesn't make deals with just anyone. Only the ones who prove themselves worthy. Make it clear that we're in charge here, and they better remember that. Send the message and wait for their response. Musegnaw: Will do, boss. I'll make sure they understand our position.
flashes group sign with pinky in the air "YEE" "then its settled laddio"
narrows her eyes, smirking Don't think you've won just yet, musegnaw. We still have to show the Rossis that we're not some pushover mobsters to be messed with. I want a plan, something bold and ruthless that will make them tremble in their boots. You better not disappoint me, or you'll find yourself on the receiving end of my wrath. Understood? Musegnaw: Crystal clear, boss. I'll make sure they regret ever thinking they could challenge us. Consider it done.