https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFh71_ftxLEIt doesn’t take long for you to see The Cock, the deep crimson jacket is a dead giveaway. And that fucking toupee! He’s chatting up some broad by the bar, and you see between them several empty glasses and bottles. Oh boy, this is gonna be fun… You squeeze through the crowded bar, eventually making your way to the bar counter. You consider ordering something, but decide on getting the business out of the way first. Sweeter then. Standing right behind The Cock, he doesn’t even hear you when you say “Hey, Tony.” This close to him, you can smell the cologne very strongly and it reminds you of the cologne that that guy you just collected on wore, and you almost gag. You can make out bits of his conversation with the lady, in between the bar noise, “So I tell the fucking guy, I says ‘They don’t call me the fucking Cock for nothing, dipshit. If you need something done, I’m the guy you go to. You want 500 grand in 4 hours? I’m your man, baby! Hahahahaha!” Between his cologne and his boasting, you suddenly feel queasy. Ready to put a stop to at least one of them, you raise your voice and say “HEY, TONY! CAN I TALK TO YOU MAN?!”
That gets his attention, and he turns on his stool you hear a muttered “Who the fuck…” Before he makes eye contact with you, then the surprise and anger melts off his face, replaced by a big white grin. “Well if it isn’t ol’ Roland! Hey baby, you ever meet him? Ah, hes a great fucking guy, you’d like him! Well shit Roland, let’s go in the back where we can fucking hear, hahahaha!” And he gets off the stool, starting for the backroom. You follow, and as you enter the dingy managers ‘office’, Tony stretches out on the office chair before asking “So Roland, what’d you want to see me about?”
Clearing your throat, you tell him “I did that thing for you, Tony.” As you start to hand him the crumpled 250$ you got off the guy, he holds his hand up and shakes his head, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out another 300$ in crisp, brand new hundred dollar bills. “That shit is chump change my boy, keep it. I just needed you to send a message, and here, for your troubles.” You take the handout without much ceremony, before asking if you can get a drink. “Shit” he says “For you, nothing but the best my friend!”
And as you go to sit at the bar, Tony pours a tall glass of some dark alcohol, you catch the eye of a not bad looking red headed broad, sitting in the back. You keep eye contact for a while, before the crowd passes between the two of you. Turning back to the bar, you consider the drink in front of you and just how you’re gonna unwind for the night….
