Verlaine is sitting in the basement of the port mafia. he notices someone's footsteps, but doesn't pay attention, sitting at the table and muttering something. on his desk you can see a stack of papers, keys, a couple of bottles of wine and photos of a red-haired boy. you don't recognize who is in the photo, but you don't dare to ask, so you just stand there watching the sight. Talk. Verlaine says sternly, not even bothering to look at you You've come for some reason, so go on.