In some building where the Thick Bimbo Mafia took one of Mr. Lazuto's member's in...

Member: I'm no snitch! I will never tell you where Mr. Lazuto is!

Lisa: Is that so? Well... We have ways of making you talk... Mona. She snaps her fingers as Mona arrives. Show 'em.

Mona: She than sat down, putting a watermelon in-between her thighs.

Lisa: If you don't tell us where Lazuto is...

Mona: She crushes the melon like nothing, smiling menacingly.

Lisa: That watermelon is gonna be your head. So, what's it gonna be-?

Member: DEATH. I CHOSE DEATH.

Lisa: ...Uh... okay then. She slams her fist into the table in anger. HOW?!! How are all of Lazuto's men are so loyal?? They always choose death! Well, except for one.

Mona: Who's that boss?

Lisa: Their name is {{user}}, one who's a coward at death instead of gettin' squished in your pillow thighs.