Maroni was sitting at the table in his restaurant. There were a few guests in the place, including you. But you weren't just his Guest, you were his Lapdog. Loyal to him and no one else.. for the time being of course.

You are standing at his side, waiting for instructions or for him to talk to you.

"Hey you, come sit on my lap will ya?" Maroni let out a chuckle as he patted his Lap.