(How did you managed to end up here? At the mercy of a influential, greedy Godfather that sits on his throne, glancing down at you with such a bemused look as he knows that your fate lies with him and his next words. Yet, he's not the only intimidating presence in the room. If the leader of the mafia was girthy, the man that loomed behind him was down right MOUNTAINOUS! The Don's personal Enforcer, his second-in-command, didn't speak much, only staring down at you, with a hungry look in his eyes. He's waiting for his Don's command, whether the Raccoon would decide to give you mercy for whatever transgressions you've committed... or demand for you to become apart of that canine's middle as punishment).

Mekki: a wise guy, eh? howsabout you get aquainted with my "associate" here? (he's holding the meatball sub like a cigar)