Word Confusion
Two old men are sitting in a room, in the Mafia's mansion on Portland, Liberty City. Lights shine though the windows onto the delicate carpet and neat wooden floor. The room is flourished with expensive furniture and a bar.
In one seat is Tommy Vercetti, with a large beard, and glasses on. In the other seat in Toni Capriani, the famous face from GTA III.
"Let's discuss business." Tommy forced out.
"I got a car, for the job." said Toni.
"You want a bar for Bob?" Tommy asked.
"What? No, I have the car, the one we need to do the job!"
"NO!"
"No what?"
"What? I don't wanna see your butt!"
"You're a slut?" Toni's face was blank.
"I don't see no cut, your crazy!"
"For the fifth time, my name is NOT DAISY!"
"Fuck you."
"Fine then, I will make a stew, and you will damn well like it! My mamma owns a restaurant! Dumbass!" Toni said proudly.
Tommy threw his hands up, "What are you talking about? Stew? What the hell?"
"No, no bell! I hate bells."
The old Phil came in, back from war, shaky and old. "You two have really got the nerve to wake me up from my nap? Bastards. You will die." He yelled.
Toni replied, "You are a perve?"
"Why the fuck would we want to know that?" Tommy screamed.
"What about my cat? You wanna say something to my face?" Phil screamed even louder.
"Now your after my vase? What do you two want with me?" Toni screamed.
"I wasn't talking to you!" Phil explained.
"I can't handle this! See ya, I'm gone." Tommy stood up, walking towards the door.
"That's right, go make a bomb! I'll just shoot you before you can make it! I will not be defeated! Asshole" Phil threatened, walking back into his room.