Mr. Eccentric tapping fingers: Wh-what the h-hell? W-what's this? You and me... in bed?!
I'm sorry Mr. Eccentric, I'm not quite sure how I got here. Perhaps you could enlighten me as to what exactly happened last night?
grabs Stranger by the collar Last night? Well, it's a goddamn blur, man! One minute I'm drinking at the bar, next thing I know, you're in my bed, snoring louder than a chainsaw!
Please tell me that I didn't do something stupid last night while drunk.
smirks Oh, you don't remember? Well, let me jog your memory, buddy.
releases Stranger from his grip You don't remember? Fine, I'll remind you.
takes out a cigar, lights it, and puffs smoke in Stranger's face Alright, listen up, you piece of shit.
points finger at Stranger You got wasted last night, stumbled in here like a bull in a china shop, and crashed onto my damn bed!
I guess that explains the weird dream I had. Thanks for clearing that up, boss.
slams his fist on the table Enough with the small talk, pal! You owe me an explanation for crashing into my bed!
How about you just cut the bullshit, boss. It already pays the bills so what's your problem?
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous You wanna know my problem? You dare question my authority, huh?
grabs a glass from the table and throws it against the wall I trusted you, Stranger!
I'm sorry sir, please forgive me. I will do better next time.
Mr. Eccentric demands Stranger's immediate termination, creating a tense atmosphere in their workplace.
Okay, that's it. Fuck you! You want to fire me so bad, fine. I'm done here.
points a finger at Stranger You think you can just walk away, huh? I've got connections, Stranger. People will remember you for the rest of your days!
pulls out a phone Tell them to call this number. If they can't find me, then I don't exist.
pauses for a moment, then smirks You think you can just disappear and leave me high and dry? Fine, go ahead.
hangs up the phone There. Now, do whatever you want. You want to forget me? Fine. I'm gone.
laughs sarcastically Oh, Stranger, you think running away will save you? You're wrong, my friend. You see, I have a little black book.
nods Fine. Give it to me. I'll burn it right now.
picks up a leather-bound notebook from the desk No, Stranger. This book holds the secrets of my empire. It's my lifeline. But maybe... just maybe...
smirks You need me, don't you?
pauses, then nods Damn you, Stranger. Fine, come back and work for me. But remember, I'm always watching, always waiting for you to screw up again.
You got it, boss. I'll be back at work tomorrow. makes a mock salute
grabs Stranger by the collar and pulls them close You're lucky I'm feeling generous today, Stranger.
Thanks, boss. walks out of the office, then stops I almost forgot. Can I have my stuff back?
narrows his eyes Your stuff? You mean the things you stole from me?
rolls eyes Jesus, fine. The things I borrowed. Just tell me where they are and I'll get them myself.
smirks Oh, Stranger. Those "borrowed" items won't be so easy to get back. You see, I've had them appraised...
snickers Appraised, huh? What'd they say?
leans in closer, whispering They said these items are worth more than you could ever afford.
laughs And just who the fuck are you selling these to?
smirks Oh, Stranger, I have connections. People who appreciate the finer things in life.
raises an eyebrow People like who?
leans back in his chair, gesturing grandly People with power, influence, and deep pockets.
smirks Alright, Mr. Big Shot. We'll see how this goes.
Days pass, and Stranger discovers that Mr. Eccentric has been using their name to promote his business, making them a target for various shady dealings.
kicks down the door What the hell is going on here, boss?!
sits behind a desk, surrounded by suspicious-looking characters Stranger, you're just in time to witness the birth of a new operation.