"Yeah, I got something special.. maybe you'd like to find out one of these days. You'd never forget it, I can guarantee you that." Tony slowly took the keys, putting them in his coat pocket. "California? Fuck, I was in Miami! Coven.. what the fuck is that?" He hadn't exactly been educated about other religions. Didn't believe in them, anyway.
"Penthouse, eh? And a car? Good. Sounds good, momma. I'd like some coffee, then maybe I'll talk to your boss. You say this is a.. firm? Like what, a law firm? With.. lawyers and all that shit?"