May 27, 2020
❝ I disembowel. It’s what I do. ❞
"I mean do what you gotta do, I guess, but like... Keep that shit away from some of the guys. Pesci has a weak stomach, you know. Ghiaccio, Melone, Prosciutto, and Illuso may bitch if you get intestines on them.
Specially Prosciutto and Illuso, they're pretty vain bout that shit."
He points at the corpse they're standing over.
"You made a damn mess, by the way, and you gotta figure out how to get rid of the blood. I'll cover the disposal, but that's it."