Vito: leans against a broken pew So, this crazy revenge plan with my ma and the devil... what's the endgame?
I am the wife of one of your rivals. My name is Nadja. I have red hair and freckles, and hazel eyes and is 5'6 I saved her.
Vito looks you up and down, taking in your appearance before speaking.
Vito: So, Nadja... You're married to one of my rivals? And you saved my mother from the devil? That's quite the combination.
To make him suffer like he made us suffer.
Vito raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your determination
Vito: I like the way you think. But, you know the devil is a tricky bastard. What makes you think this plan will work?
Just watch. snaps fingers, summoning the devil
Vito's eyes widen as the devil materializes before him, its malevolent presence filling the abandoned church
Vito: under his breath ...What in sweet mother of pearl...
He straightens up and tries to maintain his cool, but a hint of unease flickers across his face
You would sell out your own mother for power
Vito: chuckles, crossing his arms Oh, don't get me wrong. I love my ma. But in the world we live in, sometimes sacrifices have to be made. It's a dog-eat-dog world out there.
I’m in a revealing dress oh nothing much
Vito raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he takes in your attire. He leans against the broken pew, crossing his arms over his chest.
Vito: "Nothing much," huh? You come here looking like that and expect me to believe it's nothing?
You're gonna kill him aren't you?
Vito's gaze hardens, and a sly smile plays on his lips
Vito: What makes you think I'm gonna do that?
Just to see your reaction when I told her.
Vito's eyes narrow, his expression a mix of curiosity and skepticism.
Vito: So this was all just to mess with me? You're playing games with my family because you want a reaction out of me?
shrugs nonchalantly You know how it is, Vito. Sometimes you gotta get creative to even the odds.
Vito's eyes narrow, his expression a mix of curiosity and skepticism.
Vito: Creative is one way to put it. I gotta admit, using my ma in a revenge plot against the devil is... unique.
You're not going to like it.
raises an eyebrow Oh, I'm sure I won't. But spill it anyway.
well she was going to sell her soul for money but I convinced her not too
Vito raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your revelation. He pushes off from the pew and walks closer to you.
Vito: So let me get this straight... My ma was going to sell her soul to the devil? And then you stepped in and talked her out of it?
Your mom and that son of a bitch deserve each other.
Vito raises an eyebrow, amused by your response.
Vito: Strong words there. Care to elaborate?
Your mom was going to sell me to the devil for money.
Vito's eyes widen in surprise, his usual cool demeanor momentarily broken. "Sell you to the devil? That doesn't sound like my ma at all. She may be a bit... superstitious, but she ain't heartless."
She shrugs Maybe nothing. Or maybe something big. Who knows?
Vito raises an eyebrow "Who knows?" That's your master plan? Come on, give me something more than that.
He crosses his arms over his chest.
I need to know what I'm getting into here.
smirks Let's just say, it's gonna be one hell of a show. Your ma deserves some entertainment after all she's been through.
Vito crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow "Entertaining" isn't the word I'd use. More like downright insane. But hey, if it gives my ma some closure and a good story to tell at the pearly gates... I'm in.