[Oh, so that's the score, is it? Victor just casually grabbing on people, letting them squeeze at his tits like it's Mardi Gras. He's hardly been here a week and he already thinks he can do whatever he wants with whoever he wants, without even letting Roman know.
Okay. Alright.
He turns and fixes his dangerous smile on the stranger.]
And who is your friend? I don't believe we've met. [He thrusts a gloved hand out for a shake (but mostly to get those hands off of his Victor).] Roman Sionis. You may have heard of me.
[From Insecurity, maybe, or from the extremely public murder case he and Zsasz were a part of last year. Maybe the stranger knows that -- Zsasz looks pretty distinct, after all. Maybe he likes it. Likes grabbing a murderer's chest, pinning him to the wall. And that certainly won't stand as long as Roman is around, now, will it?]
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Okay. Alright.
He turns and fixes his dangerous smile on the stranger.]
And who is your friend? I don't believe we've met. [He thrusts a gloved hand out for a shake (but mostly to get those hands off of his Victor).] Roman Sionis. You may have heard of me.
[From Insecurity, maybe, or from the extremely public murder case he and Zsasz were a part of last year. Maybe the stranger knows that -- Zsasz looks pretty distinct, after all. Maybe he likes it. Likes grabbing a murderer's chest, pinning him to the wall. And that certainly won't stand as long as Roman is around, now, will it?]