"Moi'nd fock?" Leon asked, already skimming through distant memories of people he'd killed for the 'Old' Families of Italy as well as other Mobs across Europe. The people he'd killed for the drug business, the poor fuckheads in England, France, Berlin, Rome and more. Spain, Portugal, Greece and other countries were no exception either. He'd even done business in Moscow, that of course being close to the end of his original career. "Eeeh, moi'y history, isn't thah't troublesome! Oi'll be foi'ne! A'hnyway, Oi could go for a'h shot o' whiskey or fifty...ma'hybe some...regular Ma'hry Ja'hne..."
(SPRIGS! What anime is your Signature from, could it possibly replace the hole in my heart that is, Black Lagoon?)