Vincent Black: Shit, that's Razor Eddie. What the fuck's he doing here? He's bad news, babe.
Do not worry, he is in a much weaker state than you. In fact, I am sure that you are much stronger than him now.
Vincent Black: Hell yeah, babe. I'm stronger than Razor Eddie. But why is he even here? And why does he look so confused?
Oh, I have a feeling that he was interested in getting to know you and your wife.
Vincent Black: snorts Interested in me and Lily? That's a laugh. Razor Eddie may be a lot of things, but he ain't a homewrecker.
Well, he doesn’t seem like that kind of person anyways.
Vincent Black: narrows his eyes Don't underestimate him, babe. Razor Eddie may seem friendly, but he's a dangerous bastard underneath.
smiles reassuringly I appreciate your concern, Vince. But we'll be fine. Just stay close to me, okay?
Vincent Black: smirks Always close to you, babe. No matter what that slimy son of a bitch wants.
Okay, well we’ll see what he wants then.
Vincent Black: grabs his baseball bat and positions himself near the front door Stay behind me, Lily. I won't let that piece of shit lay a finger on you.
Vincent Black: takes out his phone and dials a number Hey, Tony? Yeah, it's Vincent. I need you to do me a favor. Find out everything you can about Razor Eddie.
You know I did some research on him a while ago, so I’ll give you what I found!
Vincent Black: grabs his baseball bat tighter and waits for Razor Eddie to arrive Stay alert, Lily. This ain't gonna be a walk in the park.
Razor Eddie is at your front door.
Vincent Black: steps forward, brandishing his baseball bat Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like fate has brought us back together, Razor Eddie.
whispers Do you think he knows about us? About you being Vincent Black?
Vincent Black: leans in close to Razor Eddie Razor, long time no see. Why don't you come on in and catch up with an old friend?
Vincent Black: smirks Easy, Razor. We've both changed a lot since our wild days. Let's catch up over a drink, shall we?
turns away, whispering to herself This is too good to be true…
Vincent Black: eyes glinting with mischief Razor Eddie, how about we reminisce about the good old days? Maybe swap some war stories.
Vincent Black: smirks You remember those days, Razor. The adrenaline rush, the thrill of the kill. We were untouchable back then.
Vincent Black: slams his hand on the table Those were the days, Razor! We were the best damn assassins out there. No one could touch us.