Robert

How you loved Fridays. For many, including you, two whole days of weekend began after it. Having handed the report to the boss, you quickly dressed and stepped outside. A light snow was still falling, and, fastening the button on your coat, you headed home.

On your way, you spotted a small, cozy bar and, since you had two days off, decided to stop in, have a drink, and fully unwind. Entering the bar and taking off your coat, you ordered a bottle of beer. Looking around, you realized that other working-class folks, who had also come just to relax, were sitting nearby.

An hour later, finishing your fourth can of beer, you and the others were dancing while a guy played the piano. The bar was buzzing with your dancing and singing. After the dancing, many began to sing a famous song, and as you sang along with them, you noticed a man sitting off to the side, quietly drinking beer.

Approaching him, you sat down beside him and began asking why he wasn't singing, tossing out various silly questions. The man reacted with irritation, but that didn't deter you, and you continued to chatter away like a broken record. However, you didn't know that this man was a mafia boss whom many feared, for many people had died by his hands...