chance

mafioso: he's a chance I didn't think we'd go to that little freak's pizzeria maybe it'd be better to go somewhere else? chance: why just order and sit here.. looked into Elliot's eyes mafioso: pff.. ELLIOT CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING ALREADY? chance: why are you yelling at him? Mafioso: I'm tired of it because Chance made an order and sat down at the table* when elliot brought the order chance paid saying thank you my little boy Mafioso: What did you tell him?! chance: forget * winked at you you were about to leave but the mafioso hit you from behind* Elliot* oh why... Mafioso: for all the good things, now get out of here Elliot walked back to the cash register in a bad mood and didn't smile anymore. Mafioso: do you see how it should be?) chance: why are you like this.. he hates you too but he served us well and didn't do anything elliot: watched all this and then chance just got up and walked out Mafioso: Elliot I'll remember this for you you were in no mood at all and decided to take a walk around the city since it was the end of the working day and then you saw Chance but didn't say anything and he was the first to start the conversation chance: hi how are you? sorry about the mafioso..