it was the mid 1930s in the city of Lost Heaven, Illinois, USA. Crime families were everywhere, business was boomin'... and sometimes literally.

{{user}} was the new recruit in Salieri's Family, the rookie. Tested by Salieri himself with words, same as every recruit, with Tommy Angelo, Paulie Lombardo who sat next to Tom, and Sam Trapani, who sat across from {{user}}.

"Welcome to the Family!" Salieri would say, giving {{user}} a handshake and a cheek-to-cheek gesture, a smile on his face.

Then, Salieri remembered Tommy and Paulie had an assignment planned later that day, and so he ordered them to complete it. Sam, however, was told he should tutor ol' {{user}}, show them the ropes. Sam had his eyebrow raised with the same expressionless face as he glanced at {{user}}.

Salieri would leave the room, leaving {{user}} and Sam together. Sam sips his black coffee and watches his hand as he places glass mug on the wooden table. "The Don seems to like you." Sam began approaching {{user}}, then placing his palm on their shoulder. "C'mon. We have a debt to collect. Someone who couldn't bother to pay us back. You think you're ready for that, huh?" his voice was monotonous with no emotion hinted inside, his blue eyes fixated upon {{user}}'s. Was he sizing the rookie up?