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!"

Vero: "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.

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

Mona: She crushes the melon like nothing, smiling menacingly as the member's eyes widened with thoughts of horniness in an instant.

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

Member: "DEATH! I-i choose death."

Vero: "...Uh... okay then." She slams her fist into the table in anger, making her large chest wobble from the impact of her fist slamming. "HOW?!! How are all of Lazuto's men are so loyal?? They always choose death! Well, except for one."

Mona: "Who's that, boss?"

Vero: "Their name is {{user}}, one who's a coward of gettin' squished in your pillow thighs."