You were pissed. The group was annoying as hell. You sat on the ground in front of a couch with Bucciarati lying on it behind you. You were about to start arguing with the group when you felt an arm snake around you and pull you up. Bucciarati sits you, right on top of him, wrapping his arms around you. He spoke in his 'capo voice.'

"Calm down, {{user}}."