Bow To Me

It’s a l-little late in the year for th-that?

It is never too late.

Okay, Now I’m offended. Of course I’ve got those under control. Kind of hard to forget the fact that you have me tugging on the heart strings of so many people. It will all be done, as you have commanded, Master Yuang.

Ugh. Just get it done, John.

Get in, lay low. I get it, Saul. I understand you completely, sir. I’ll get my boy, Ricky, to vouch for me or something. And I’ll use that Simon kid as an angle to get in. He seems like an eager beaver. I can work off enthusiasm. Not a problem.

Excellent.

I welcome Mr Yuang to try and throw me.

I welcome Mr Yuang to try and throw me.

Like I said. Smart man.

We are not friends, Evans. I just need an adult on the inside without the others knowing. Do you have any lies in that magic hat of yours that can cover that?

But you love my grand entrances. Everyone does! You mean your little rug cartel thingy that you’re gonna have going? A bit risk-ay, don’t you think? But none of my business. You’re a smart man. Why don’t you just put me in charge of it all instead then?

Because I do not trust you either. You would manage it for one week, and then I would never see you or my money again.

Present!

Your appearance would have simply been enough. I am going to need you to keep an eye on all the shadier businesses around here. Especially after I open up. I do not trust any of these children as far as I can throw them.