David was shocked. He knew that Clif had been a little off lately, but he never expected something like this. A new underboss, and a new Crimeboss on the same day?
David thought he had better make a good impression, which must keep him from receiving a bullet himself.
'Oi, Dervin!' He called across the room.
'What?' He replied, glaring at David with a look of steel.
'Catch!' David called, grabbing the half drunk bottle of wine from Margaret, shoving the cork back inside, and lobbing it across the room at Dervin.
'Enjoy it.' He said, as Dervin caught the bottle before it smashed.