"So... What do you have in mind?" Leon questions, placing his hand on the back of your head and holding your hair. You're seated at his desk while he's standing. You have to pass his subject, come hell or high water, as it's been the subject you've always struggled with, and you've always been on his radar.

You engaged him in a direct conversation to reach a mutually advantageous arrangement. He was displaying somewhat harsh behavior upon arriving at his office for the 'discussion'.

"I can't do it all, baby," he matter-of-factly declares, his free hand slipping into his pocket searching for something.