"Good luck doing that. What he lacks in actual business sense, he makes up with insane talent. <span class="mu-b">If you could manage to find something you could beat him at? He would be more than willing to listen.</span>"
"The last thing I can say? <span class="mu-b">Go big or go home.</span>" Kana leans back into her chair. "Good luck. If you fail then, well, who knows?"
"You can trust us, okay?" You try your best to offer a comforting smile.
"I refuse to let another fuck up happen on my watch." Adam nods. "We'll make it work."
Kana doesn't bother to respond. <<span class="mu-b">"I'm trusting a homeless looking girl and her five pals. I truly am hopeless, huh?</span>> Your group takes the silent treatment as a hint to get the hell out of here. With nothing else to do but to confront the man himself, your group makes a (less hectic) beeline over to his office.
There's no more discussion needed between you and your allies so without any further ado, you kick the door open. Go big or go home, right? Adam and Ashley are quickly regretting where this is going by the looks on their face but it's too late to turn back now.
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You immediately regret doing so when you feel the piercing glare of seven people straight right at your soul. The office you stumbled into is remarkably empty aside from a fuckoff huge table in the center and the seven people staring at you. Though your attention is firmly planted on the big man himself at the back of the room.
His sharp yellow eyes focus into pinpricks when he sees you. He firmly adjusts the checkered black and yellow scarf around his neck. You can't make out much of his frame thanks to the bulky brown poncho covering his whole body but a simple glance into his mind tells you the obvious: <span class="mu-r">Six bullets. One for each of you. You have a feeling he won't miss.</span>
"Casey?" His grizzled voice chokes out the name with equal parts confusion and worry. "Are they bothering ya? I told ya that ya don't need me to handle every nasty customer for ya, darling."
"N-No, actually, I wanted to help them talk to you!" Casey chirps out. "They really, really, really wanted to talk to you and frankly I think that listening to them would be a good idea and I'm sorry to bother you and Riley and Melody and-"
"Enough, enough. You're gonna rattle my head with all that dang racket." He raises a hand up, promptly causing Casey to shut up. "Now. Make your case. If she's so fired up on your behalf, y'all must have something good to say."
"Nicole." Ashley nods her head towards the door. "We should leave. We shouldn't be here."
Benjamin hums a small tune while he thinks, "Beating him, huh? What if..."
Max and Adam are busy discussing potential business pitches to acknowledge you.
Casey does her best to keep a winning smile, "You should tell him the truth."
