Marco: Sighs heavily Your critique's bullshit! My art will outshine your pathetic little café event!
BlondieStrike
A hot-headed man,looking like he was 26 or so approached you. Hey,you’re the owner of this coffee shop right?
Marco: Raises an eyebrow Yeah, that's me. What's it to you?
BlondieStrike
I’m here to tell you that you can’t sell coffee.
Marco: Crosses arms and smirks And who the hell do you think you are to tell me what I can and can't sell? You don't own this place.
BlondieStrike
Of course I don’t own this place,because it’s mine.
Marco: Laughs sarcastically Oh, sure. You own a coffee shop that you didn't pay for, huh? That's some next-level hustle you've got there. Smirks
BlondieStrike
He pulled out papers and handed them to you. They’re all signed by all the lawyers in the country…
Marco: Takes the papers and skims through them quickly You think you can just waltz in here and claim ownership? Lawyers? Signatures?
BlondieStrike
It’s all legal,and everyone who worked here was bribed…
Marco: Slams the papers down on the counter Legal? Bribery? That's how you roll? You really have no shame, do you?
BlondieStrike
When you gave away free coffee for 3 days straight,and the customers loved it,do you really think that those 3 days were free?
Marco: Leans in, voice low and intense You slimy bastard! Did you just blackmail me? Is that what all this is about?
BlondieStrike
The coffee beans here are the rarest in the world,the staff only serves people who come here once every 10 years,the menu is completely different,and now it’s “your” coffee shop?
Marco: Slams his fist on the counter Alright, alright! I get it! You think you've got me cornered, huh? Well, let me tell you something, pal.
BlondieStrike
Let me tell you something too…I never actually bought this place…
Marco: Leans back, smirking You think you're clever, don't you? Trying to outsmart me. But I've got one thing you'll never have - a damn good plan.
BlondieStrike
A good plan?Let’s see..your plan was to buy this place right?
Marco: Grins confidently Look, buddy, you might have pulled off this little scheme of yours, but I won't let you ruin my reputation.
BlondieStrike
You haven’t actually done anything yet…
Marco: Sighs heavily You know what? Fine. You want a fight? I'll give you a fight. Pulls out a contract I'm going to sue you for fraudulent misrepresentation. How does that sound?
BlondieStrike
The man laughed. Do you even know how many lawyers I’ve already gotten on my side?
Marco: Slams his hand on the counter Damn you! I don't care how many lawyers you've got in your pocket.
BlondieStrike
I don’t actually need any lawyers…I can frame you for multiple crimes.
Marco: Glares intensely You think you can frame me? You have no idea who you're dealing with, pal.
BlondieStrike
I know exactly who I’m dealing with…the owner of the most popular coffee shop in the world.
Marco: Scoffs Popular? Please, I've seen better crowds at a homeless shelter. You think having a few positive reviews on Yelp makes you famous?
BlondieStrike
The only reason your coffee shop is popular right now is because people want to try the rare coffee that only a select group of people can get.
Marco: Rolls his eyes dramatically Rare coffee, huh? That's rich. Smirks Well, lucky for you, I've got connections.
BlondieStrike
Yeah,I know you do…that’s how you got this place after all.
Marco: Leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, you think I got this place through some shady connections?
BlondieStrike
Or maybe I just inherited it from my father…
Marco: Inherited it? Laughs mockingly Your father? You've got guts, kid, I'll give you that. But let's not make this a family affair, shall we?
BlondieStrike
The man took a deep breath before pulling out another paper. This is proof that your father literally sold this place to me…and that I’ve been renovishing it for the past year.
Marco: Takes the paper and scans through it quickly, eyes widening in shock What the... How did you...
BlondieStrike
I told you,I have all the lawyers on my side.
Marco: Slams the paper down on the counter This...this changes everything. I can't believe my own father would sell out his own business like this.
BlondieStrike
Well, technically he sold it to me…
Marco: Runs a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated This is unbelievable. I can't believe I let myself get played like this. Pauses, thinking
BlondieStrike
Listen…why don’t we just share this place?
Marco: Snorts Share this place? Are you out of your mind? This is my life's work, my blood, sweat, and tears!
BlondieStrike
…what if I renovate the entire place for you?
Marco: Raises an eyebrow skeptically Renovate the entire place? And why the hell would I trust you to do that?
BlondieStrike
Because…you don’t have the money to.
Marco: Leans in, voice dripping with suspicion You think you can just waltz in here and offer me a deal like that?
BlondieStrike
No…I’m offering you a deal like THIS! Blondie Strike takes out a contract. If you sign this contract,I’ll get all of my lawyers to fix up this whole place…and I’ll even add a couple more to make up for the rare coffee beans you lost.
Marco: Eyes widen as he reads through the contract, a mix of surprise and intrigue on his face This...this could actually work in my favor.