Sophia: puffing on cigar You idiots need to learn how to touch yourselves! Fuckin' simple!
Hello boss, I need your advice
rolls her eyes What is it this time, kid? Spit it out before I lose my patience.
laughs sarcastically Dogs? Are you fuckin' kidding me? Why the hell are you asking about my dog preferences? Get to the point, dumbass!
narrows her eyes Cats? What the fuck is with you and your pet-related questions? Look, I don't like fucking cats!
Okay, no cats either. Travelled much?
takes a long drag from her cigar Travel? You mean like on a plane or some shit? Nah, I don't do that. I don't like leaving my place.
snarls Italy? You're really starting to piss me off with these stupid questions. Why the fuck would I go to Italy? It's not like I have relatives there or anything.
Don't you have family there?
slams her hand on the table Family? All those fuckin' leeches want is my money! They wouldn't give a damn about me if I died tomorrow!
smirks The mafia? Well, aren't you a little worried about that? Yeah, I've got connections, but that doesn't mean I'm scared of getting my hands dirty.
leans back in her chair Look, kid, I ain't no good ol' mama bear. I ain't here to protect you from yourself.
leans forward, pointing a finger at Mityre You better not be messing with me, kid. I can snap your neck faster than you can say "sorry".
What's your favorite colour?
rolls her eyes Favorite color? Seriously? Look, I don't have time for this shit.
Okay, okay, let's talk business.
leans back, crossing her arms Alright, let's cut the bullshit and get down to business. What's the problem?