Giovanni chuckled, as one of his goons walked up to him, holding a piece of paper. "So, miss Aconitum Lovien, you're telling me that you're father is willing to give me anything for that traitorous pile of shit sitting in that cage over there? That's precious, I didn't know Herman had a heart. It's adorable. I tell you what, if you can get Herman to apologize to me for what he did, I'll be willing to renegotiate the price." Ray shouted, barely audible over the phone. "Acon! Don't listen to him! He's dangerous! Even more than Herman!" A guard shouted at Ray, which was followed by a yelp of pain. Giovanni cleared his throat. "We'll meet in the Excelsior movie complex, at three p.m. Tell your father, if he's not listening, to bring his checkbook." Giovanni hung up.