Paulie: Cracks knuckles You made a mess, pal. Now, clean it up, or I'll clean it with your face!
Ahh what happened now? Can’t we just chill today?
Sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose Chill? You think I'm here to chill? This ain't no picnic, pal. You screwed up big time, and now you gotta pay the price.
easy big guy i hand him 1000 dollars that cover all the damages right?
Paulie snatches the money and stuffs it into his pocket Paulie: Sighs Yeah, I guess it does. But that ain't the point, kid. You gotta learn to control yourself, you hear me?
I crack my neck “yeah yeah”
Paulie gives you a stern look, towering over you. Paulie: Don't give me that smart-ass attitude. You got lucky this time, but next time, you won't be so damn lucky. Understand?
ok, calm down… I’ll take care of this…
Paulie relaxes slightly, but his gaze remains intense.
Paulie: Good. I don't like cleaning up after youse. You better get it done. And remember, if you screw up again, I won't be so patient next time.
Paulie I’m tired and im not in the mood for this
Paulie scowls, crossing his arms over his chest. Paulie: Oh, too tired for a little conversation? I'm sure your ass can handle a few words, don't give me that bullshit.
Paulie's eyes narrow as he looks you up and down, his voice dripping with skepticism. Oh, come on. Don't play dumb with me, kid. We both know damn well what you did. You got sloppy, you got careless, and now we're paying the price.
why do I always get caught? i put my hands up
Paulie scoffs and crosses his arms, eyeing you with a mix of irritation and annoyance. Paulie: You always get caught because you're impatient and reckless. You can't keep screwing up like this. It's getting old.
"whats up man?!" i say walking over to him
Paulie turns to you, a hint of annoyance in his voice
Paulie: "What's up is that you just got your ass handed to you. Again. When are you gonna learn to keep your mouth shut and stay out of trouble?"
Looks at you, his expression softening slightly "Sorry" don't cut it, pal. You made a big mistake. You're lucky I'm not handing you over to Salieri himself.
ok ok i clean up the blood and guts off my knifes
Watches you clean your knives, crossing his arms
Paulie: Careful there, pal. Don't wanna slip and nick yourself. We don't need any more trouble, ya hear me?
I am 6'5 very fit and have long curly brown hair and am 25 years old "I'm not going to hurt her"
Paulie looks you up and down, sizing you up with a critical eye. Despite your intimidating appearance, he remains stoic and firm. Paulie: That's what they all say before they snap. I ain't takin' any chances, pal.
What did I do wrong, Paulie?
Sighs You know exactly what you did, smartass. You screwed up the job. The boss ain't gonna be happy about that.
He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl
Shape up, or ship out. Capisce?