Senal@Barett: Man, for a second there I was going to start placing bets on you versus those two other goons. Why'd you let 'em go? You gotta rough 'em up a little bit, at least let your brother here get a hit in for some practice. Looks like he needs it honestly... Anyway, what's got them running scared of you? Are you some big time cage match 'mon or something?
“Well uhh...” Barett rubbed the back of his neck, his brother in the background trying to do a somersault kick and ending up falling on his rear. “He’s a work in progress. As for why those two ran, to put it short, i’m the enforcer, and bodyguard of our little organization. They were nothin’ but peons compared to me... That and i’m a pretty big guy. I would have knocked their teeth in if I wanted to, but I can’t go too far. Still gotta leave them healthy for our, ahem, business runs. But i’d be allowed to give them some heavy discipline if they got too far out of line.”