(Tommy Vercetti sits in his locker room)

Tommy: Dear Santa, last year I asked you for a new dual shock controller but you didn't get it for me. But now I'm a year older, a year wiser...

(Knock on door)

Tommy: ...Perfectly capable this year, I think, of breaking your face in...Yeah, what the fuck do you want?

(No answer)

Tommy: Come the fuck in!

(No answer)

Tommy: What is your fucking problem? (goes to the door)

Are you askin' for an ass kickin'?

(opens door)

(SMACK)

Tommy: Fuck! (falls backwards)

Snake: How's it goin', Vercetti?

Tommy: I dink you've broken my fucking dose!

Snake: Me and you got some unfinished business Vercetti, and I ain't leavin' 'til we settle it.

Tommy: Sorry Dave, but I just talked to Chicken Fox and I got me a contract that says you can't fight me until you beat someone from Rockstar in a match.

Snake: So who is it? Tell me, or I'll make you smoke these spliffs outta your ass!

Tommy: I was gonna tell you anyway, dickhead. You gotta sneak your ugly ass past the best fuckin' stealth guy in the business: James Earl Cash!

Snake: The tramp from Manhunt? No problem. After I get through with you guys the only thing you're gonna be smoking is medicinal. See you in the ring next week, Tommy-boy.

^^^

Ok, I know that episode kinda sucked but it was necessary to link the chapters together and to show passage of time. Shakespeare did it all the time, like in Merchant of Venice when Jessica is watching the house with her boyfriend. See ya next chapter...