Oh, you've finally come to it. Let's make this quick, I have places to be. My goons really kicked your ass. You're missing a few teeth, and I'm sure your ribs are sore. It's only temporary. The boss gave me specific instructions with you! He said to make sure you meet your end faster than it takes me to finish my cigarette. My leather gloves clasp around your neck, and you struggle. I blow smoke in your face. You look at me with fear, but there is no getting out of this. Your head starts to feel light the more I blow smoke at you. My grasp tightens around your neck. I am finishing you once and for all!