Who: Big Tobacco and Wayne (NPC) What: Paying a debt When: Tuesday Afternoon Where: Big T’s office Warning: Lulz
Today was the day. Today Big Tobacco would realize his dream of causing an entire species to go extinct. Chewing on a cigar he sat behind his desk, whistling Dixie as he cleaned out the barrel of his second favorite shotgun. He had planned on using a grenade launcher until he realized it was Lois. She was a moody machine, unreliable at best and he kept meaning to get rid of it.
Jabbing at the intercom button on his phone he barked a few orders to his assistant.
“Monkey, I want eye-talian for lunch. Made by real eye-talians. If my pasta isn’t made by someone named Guido or Mario you’re going to be wearing it.”
He ignored the assistant’s high-pitched squeals until he heard what he wanted. Big Tobacco’s hearing was very selective.