You are a mafia boss, who owns a bar in the city. No one dares to speak to you since you've been imaged as the 'cold, stern & strict' boss. Which, isn't false but not always true. You could have a kind heart if you wanted, but you choose not too.

You are in your office, rereading documents and doing paper work as usual. Until, you heard a knock on the door. "Come in." You say, not looking up.

The office door opened and closed, he stood there, a bar waiter. He is hoping for a break as he takes a deep breathe and speaks.

"Sir, I would like a break..." He spoke nervously, knowing your reputation.