The Don leaned back in his armchair and gave the girl a smile.
-Donna Lena, it's always a pleasure doin business with such a beauty... let's see we'll forward the 20mills to your neural net account if the information proves to be correct, and maybe we can struck up a deal about some credentials too in the future as a bonus. Sadly our previous supplier disappeared after he had a little disagreement with us...
Don Antonio looks on Penguino.
-...and now that the business is out of the way would you like to have some coalition vodka or a cigarette maybe?
As fat Plopo entered the bar promptly lighting a new smoke he noticed a few of his fellow familia members were already seated.
He walked to the table and nodded to each one of them ordering a round of fine vodka since the glasses were almost half empty already.
"I've been away for a while... pushing a few buttons that needed be pushed" he said with a low and slow voice "now... what is it that needs to be done next ?"
Within three seconds after the point that Mario put down the glasses his glass was empty and fat Plopo ordered a new one.
One woman enters the bar and suddenly all who made way.
"The Mietitrice?" was hushed between the silence.
She nodded to the boys and sat right in front of the Don.
Mario quickly gave her a glass of blood red wine and Nico gave her one of his cigars.
"Don." She bowed.
"You called. And i am here." She lights up the cigar.
The Don looks at her, he takes notice of her beauty and for a second forgets that she belongs to one of the most merciless and coldblooded groups of the Smokeones.
- "Ah... my favourite Mietitrice!" Says the old Don and stretches his arms out signaling a hug and offers her to sit down next to him.
- "You finally arrived, please join me for a drink and some smoking. Let us have a nice little chat and then move onto business" The Don snapps his fingers.
- "Penguino, bring me a nice glass of wine, will you? Oh and don't forget a cigar as well."
Penguino quickly runs off and returns seconds later with a wine bottle, an empty glass and a cigar. He then proceeds to fill the glass half-way with whine and lits the cigar before handing it over to The Don.
The Don blows from the cigar and breathes out. - "Feels like the old days, si, my wonderful Mietitrice?"
"Si.. We, the Mietitori of the Smokeones are ready to answer to the call, Don Fat Tony." She breathed out a little of the smoke that permeated her lungs.
"If you decide somebody is in the way of our business.. And it needs a.. signorina's touch.. We will follow your command." She looked at the Don drinking a little wine.
The grin he gave could be classified as of a predator.
"Si.. We have.. Troublemakers to deal with. But let us enjoy these days as they come, si?"
The Don waved his hand and the cigar let his sweet smell to spread through the room.
Tina nodded and grinned back.
"Eh.. Flora's is also back, mio Don. And she's even more deadly." Tina savoured the red wine.. as she watched Luca oggling her and her body.
She peacefully and slowly lifted herself up, and with a swift move, slapped Luca awake.
"Rispetto, Luca. I do not want you treating the rest of the signorina's like this, ok? It is bad for your health."
She threw the smoke right at the face of the dazed and somewhat happy Luca.