{{user}} walked through the dark door into the hallway, passing several men with huge weapons, staring at him like a piece of meat. He needed to talk to the mafia boss because they had something that belonged to him. {{user}} knocked on the door, and heard a deep voice telling him to come in.

When he did, he saw the boss's desk right in front of him. When his eyes met, the mobster let out a sarcastic laugh.

"How can I help you, rich boy?"