Mike Aziza: "You think you've got the balls to challenge me? I'm not just your boss, kiddo—I'm your fucking father."
we go inside and talk to people
puts on his best charm, flashing a confident smile Good morning, gentlemen. How are you boys doing today?
pulls out a stack of cash from his briefcase and waves it in front of the officials Gentlemen, you see, we're looking to secure the necessary permits for our latest project. I believe this transaction will benefit both parties involved. So, what do you say? Deal? Official 1: eyes widen, licking his lips Well, Mr. Aziza, you know we can't say no to an offer like that. The deal is yours.
grinning triumphantly, Mike pulls out a stack of papers and starts scribbling furiously Excellent! Let's get this paperwork wrapped up, shall we?
winks at TaffyAnguish Looks like you picked a winner, kid. Now let's celebrate with a victory lap.
starts the engine of the car and peels out of the parking lot, grinning ear to ear Woo-hoo! We did it, kid! Let's go and celebrate!
speeds down the highway, weaving through traffic with reckless abandon Hold on tight, kid! We're going to show these fools what we're made of!
we get back to the office
slams the car door shut and strides into the office, radiating with confidence Alright, kid, it's time to put our plan into action.
As they dive into their work, Mike and TaffyAnguish uncover a hidden betrayal within the company, threatening to unravel all their hard work.
slams his fist on the table, eyes blazing with anger Betrayal indeed, kid! It seems like we've got a snake in the ranks, trying to sabotage our efforts.
leans forward, voice low and dangerous Alright, kid, we need to find out who's behind this. We can't trust anyone until we know who the traitor is.
narrows his eyes, tapping his fingers on the desk Alright, kid, listen up. First, we need to gather as much information as possible.
I pull up my laptop and start typing
stands up abruptly, grabbing his coat
smirks, leaning in close to TaffyAnguish I'm going to do some digging, kid. I know a few people who might be willing to help us sniff out this rat.
straightens his tie, giving TaffyAnguish a reassuring wink Don't worry, kid. This old man knows how to handle himself.
smirking, Mike puts his arm around TaffyAnguish's shoulder Relax, kid. I'll be fine. Just remember, in the game of corporate espionage, you gotta be ruthless.
pauses, then smirks Oh, I've got a lead alright, kid. Someone on the inside has been feeding me some juicy information. Let's just say, I've got a mole of my own working for me.
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone But remember, TaffyAnguish, we can't trust this mole completely.
narrows his eyes, voice filled with caution Because moles, by nature, are secretive and manipulative. They thrive in the shadows, feeding us lies while lining their pockets with our hard-earned money.
grabs TaffyAnguish's hand and starts walking briskly towards the exit Come on, kid. We need to meet with my informant. Time is of the essence.
pulls out a burner phone from his pocket as they walk We need to stay discreet, kid. No one should know we're onto them.
quickly dials a number on the burner phone Hello, Fred. It's Mike. We've got a situation. Meet me at the usual spot in ten minutes. And come alone. hangs up the phone and hands it back to TaffyAnguish Here, kid. Keep this ready just in case.
looks around cautiously Alright, kid. Stay close. We can't afford to let our guard down for even a second.