Re: Eileen/Henry/Mitch/Sal Meeting
Sal's smile slipped slightly when Henry commanded him to let Eileen go. Oh, dear sweet innocent baby Jesus. This was disgusting. Sal felt like he should be twirling his moustache nefariously right now. But Mitch saved both of them from insult (and possible upchuckery) by getting straight to the point.
"See, right now, you're my favorite person because you're not an idiot." Sal nodded towards the firestarter, pressing the knife closer to Eileen's skin. His other hand stroked her shoulder gently just to toy with Henry. "You two have lost your rights to speak until spoken to."
Clearing his throat, almost seeming a little dramatic, he spoke. "Now hear me, hear me! This is why I've gathered us all here today. Mitch, you and I need to go on a stroll later. We need to have a private chat, nothing serious. But you two, I need to talk to you now. I don't know if you were hoping I'd beat the shit out of you, but I'm not. I mean, I can, but...you know. However, if you do try anything, that's what the knife is for. For pretty pictures on canvased skin. Get the drift?" Eyes flickering towards Henry's eyes, he smirked. "So...let's talk Valtiel."