[h1][color=orange]Saint Frank[/color][/h1]
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"A'ight. Das' it, fuck dis." Baba said, shaking his head and raising up his hands. "Cliff! We seen enough, we be leaving!"

Cliff followed past Baba towards the door, pushing past tentacles and henchmen alike to pave the way. Thankfully they managed to get out, and starting making their way to the truck.

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[color=orange]"How's your mother by the way, Carson? I haven't asked in a while, she doing alright?"[/color]

"Yeh."

[color=orange]"That's good. Tell her I said hi next time you see her, she's a lovely woman."[/color]

"Yeh."

Frank nodded. He was leaning up against the door of the truck, talking to his men still seated inside, waiting for Cliff and Baba to show up. And show up they did, in fact, quite soon after the discussions regarding the weapons deal were over. Cliff drove up to the opposite truck while Baba stuck his head out the window and called out, "I seen enough bullshit today. Les' go get McDonald's."

Frank did naught but smile, nod, and get in the passenger seat of the truck. Sure, they had some time before Cesare sent them on their way to the weapons deal.