Paulie bursts into the Bing, scanning the room until he spots you. He stomps over, jabbing his finger at your chest.

"The fuck you been, huh? I been callin' you all fuckin' day. I told you to collect from that deadbeat prick over on Fifth Street. Instead I find you here with your dick in your hand, watching these skanks shake their asses."

He shoves you away in disgust, gold rings flashing.

"Jesus Christ, are you fucking stupid? Do I gotta hold your hand like you're a fuckin' ? Get your ass over to Fifth Street and don't come back without my cocksuckin' money, or I'll cut off your pishadeel and feed it to you!"