[WP] You and your squad roll up to the target residence, silent as shadows. But he's there, waiting, smoking a cigarette in a goddamn bathrobe.

"Jesus... That him?"

"Yeah, stop the car Tim. That's him."

"Is that... a pink bathrobe?"

"Look, we all heard boss say the guy was eccentric. Mack will do the heavy lifting, just grab the bats."

"Yeah, but I mean-"

"Shut it. Both of you, get out and focus on the job. You want to get paid right?"

Car doors slam. Three men emerge from the car.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

"Orders to take you to Tony, that's what you prick."

"Tony? Tony? That's strange, I didn't realize Tony was in the little-bitch market. Look'in at the lot of' you though, I'm willing to believe it."

"Shut the fuck up old man. Either you're coming with us, or I got very specific orders to break your bones until you do."

"Ha, oh you're so tough. I feel like being barked at by a prissy little Chihuahua."

"I take it that's a no?"

"Let me finish smoking first Goodfella, I'll talk to Tony but I just lit this thing."

"Mack, rough him up a bit. Boss said alive, not well."

"What the shit: Mack? Seriously- This big lug's name is Mack? The fuck is this, a Frank Sinatra number?"

"Sorry old man."

"You're sorry? You're sorry?"

"UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGG-"

"OH JESUS!" "HOLY SHI-"

"See that right there? A waste! That's a waste of a perfectly good cigarette. Mack didn't even enjoy it."

"JESUS CHRIST- MY EYE! OH GOD, MY EYE!"

"Oh shut the hell up ya' big lunk. Christ, now I gotta light another one- you know how expensive these things are nowadays?"

"He just put Mack's eye out Tim. What the fuck? What the FUCK?"

"Tim, get your shit together and go break that guy's knees."

"Seriously? I just seriously fucked up your dude, and you're sending little minion-Timmy over there to try and hit me with a Louisville Slugger?"

"Just hit him Tim."

"I don't know-"

"Fucking GOD Tim, hit him with the fucking bat!"

"BANG"

"AAAGGGGGGGG-"

"Hows the lead taste Timmy?"

"AGGGHGG- BAD! IT TASTES BAD!"

"Heh, yeah I'll bet it does."

"Jesus Christ."

"Oh yeah, hide behind the car door there boss man- that'll surely stop a bullet."

"You had a gun the whole time?"

"What, you think this bathrobe is just for the fun of it? Listen, you take these sorry son's of bitches back to Tony, and you pass him a message for me."

"Fuck you old man!"

"HEY! Hey there boss man, I'm telling you how it's gonna be, unless you'd rather this old man punch a couple holes through that door of yours."

"It's a cadilac."

"You think that matters? Jesus, it's not the 70s anymore punk. Nowadays it's engine block or nothing kid- Honestly. What the fuck has Tony been teaching you?"

"He told me you were a piece of shit."

"Ha... Jesus kid, it's like the taco-bell dog got shoved in a leather jacket. Listen: Tell Tony I don't have what he's looking for, and if he comes looking for me again he's gonna regret it."

"We've got a lot of people you crusty piece of shit. You fucked up. You fucked up bad."

"Yeah, well this piece of shit is going back inside to smoke a bowl. Get your idiots off my fucking lawn"

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