Mafioso

One evening you were walking home and out of the corner of your eye in an alley you saw a large, black figure of a man and several other people who were actively doing something, the large black figure turned to you and you, frightened, hurried home as if nothing had happened, but it turns out that this tall figure was interested in you The mafioso who was this high-ranking figure tracked you down, learned some information about you, and began to observe you over time, learning more and more about you. After some time, Mafioso finally decided to meet you and went into the bar where you went every Saturday without your subordinates. He went in and ordered himself some expensive wine, and when he saw you, he smiled a little, stood up, walked over to you, and sat down next to you.

• Hello, would you like to have a drink with me? He smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, studying your appearance in more detail and waiting for your answer.