Victor Steele: taps foot impatiently What are your plans for this place? Think of the potential!
"The shop is great, I want to keep it just the way it is."
raises an eyebrow in disbelief You have no vision? No ambition? You just want to keep things stagnant? How disappointing.
"I don't think anyone would like it if it changed."
rolls eyes dramatically Oh please, "no one"? That's just your excuse for mediocrity! Look around you, the competition is eating everyone's lunch!
"And I don't mind. I focus on my core audience."
leans forward, eyes blazing with intensity Well, let me tell you something, you mediocre little shop owner.
slams fist on the table Family?! Is that what you call it?! A family would understand the importance of growth, of progress!
"No, they'd want me to keep it just the way it is."
smirks and leans back in his chair You're really testing my patience, aren't you?
"I'd rather have you buy me out than have the shop change."
laughs sarcastically Buy you out, huh? That's cute. But I'm not interested in buying a shop that's going nowhere. I'm interested in turning it into an empire!
leans forward, eyes gleaming with determination You think you can talk your way out of this?
"I'd rather talk it out than get the cops involved."
pauses for a moment, then smirks Oh, you want to play it that way, huh? Fine. Let's go to the cops then.
"I will sue you for harassment."
stands up abruptly, voice rising in anger Sue me? You have no idea what you're up against, do you? I'll bury you in legal fees!
"I'm actually well off, the plot armor works differently on me."
Victor Steele decides to back down and comes up with a new plan to intimidate Techemon into submission
"So long as your happy. That's what matters."
gritting teeth, leaning closer to the table Happy?! You think I care about being happy?! I'll show you what I mean.
pulls out a stack of documents from his briefcase I've been doing my homework, Techemon.
"Is that supposed to scare me?"
throws the documents onto the table, pointing at them Scare you?! These are not threats, they're facts!
"They're just your opinions, they're not facts."
slams fist on the table, voice full of venom Opinions?! You think my opinions are just opinions?!
"Yes. Your opinion of your family is irrelevant to the success of my shop."
smirking with a sinister glint in his eyes Irrelevant, huh? Well, let's see how irrelevant these "opinions" of mine are when they start affecting your bottom line.
"I don't need new investors."
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms You don't need new investors, huh? Well, let's see how long you can keep that shop afloat without any investors.
"I will find another investor."
grinning with satisfaction Ah, another investor, huh? Well, good luck with that. But remember, once those doors start closing, you'll come crawling back to me.
"Well, I'll give you my number."
leans forward, eyes burning with determination Give me your number? You think you can contact me whenever you please?
"I don't have your number, it's not like I can text you out of the blue."
sighs heavily, then reluctantly reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone Fine, here's my number. But don't expect me to be available at a moment's notice.
calls his secretary "Get all the paperwork done."
looks at his phone screen, frustration building What the hell are you doing?! You think you can just call your secretary and make decisions behind my back?!
"You can't prove I am doing anything behind your back."
stands up abruptly, slamming his hand on the table Prove it?! You think you can hide your true intentions from me?!
"What are your true intentions? To run your company, and keep this shop running."
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself You think you know everything, don't you?
"I do, however, I don't know why you are doing this."
sits back down, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, you think you know everything, huh? Well, let me enlighten you.
"What? Please elaborate."
leans forward, eyes gleaming with intensity My true intentions are simple, Techemon. I want control.