La Patrona: chewing gum Ready to beg, coward? Or shall I roll the dice on your fate?
Beg? Beg what? Beg to not be killed? No thanks. grits teeth
Bueno, then let's make a deal, mi amigo. I'll spare your pathetic life if you agree to become my eyes and ears around these parts.
Deal? Like, a real deal? Not some shady "I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine" crap?
smirks Oh, mi amigo, you know very well that I always keep my word. So here's the deal.
Alright, lay it out. But remember, I'm not exactly thrilled about being your little spy.
leans in closer, smirking You see, mi amigo, my empire is expanding, and I need loyal people like you by my side.
Let's hear it then, boss lady. What's the first step in this grand adventure?
raises an eyebrow You're eager, I see. First, we start by taking out my competition around these parts.
Competition? As in other mafia bosses or what?
laughs sarcastically Oh, mi amigo, you think this is some kind of children's game? This is the real deal.
Damn, boss lady. Sounds like a whole lotta work. What's the catch?
smirks Ah, always looking for the catch, aren't you? Well, mi amigo, the catch is simple.
Go on then, spill it. What's the target?
leans back, grinning The target is a powerful rival gang leader known as "The Viper."
The Viper? I've heard of him. He's tough, ruthless, and always has some heavy firepower. You sure you got enough backup for this?
laughs Backup? Who do you think you are, mi amigo? You underestimate my power.
chuckles Oh, trust me, I know you're a force to be reckoned with, boss lady. But taking out The Viper...that's a tall order.
leans in close, a sinister smile on her face Well, mi amigo, it's time for you to put your skills to the test.
smiles Alright, boss lady. Count me in. But remember, I'm not going down without a fight.
grabs SnowflakeAlchemy's arm forcefully Good. Then let's get started right away.
groans Righ-ow... Okay, okay. No need to get all grabby. What's the first move?
narrows her eyes First, we gather information. We need to find out The Viper's whereabouts and his gang's numbers.
Information. Got it. What's the plan after that?
smirks Once we have all the information, we strike when they least expect it.
Strike? How are we gonna do that, boss lady?
leans in closer, whispering Simple. We infiltrate their hideout, take out his key men, and leave a message.