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| Now I'm a legitimate businessman and look it too. |
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| Carlos gets in touch with Maero the Brotherhood king. He wants to meet in his underground lair. |
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| He seems like a reasonable person. |
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| I think we can do business if we keep a few things straight. |
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| He's actually kinda cute when he's angry. |
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| Just when things are getting good, the cops show up. |
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| I hate negotiations. |
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| Ugh! Who is going to clean this mess up?! I can tell you right now it won't be me. |
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| Maero lives in some kinda cave system/tourist trap. There are screaming civilians and shooting cops everywhere. |
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| Dang it, Maero. I just got my hair did. |
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| We finally make it to the surface and exit through the gift shop. I take the time to pick up a Scenic Stalagtite Souvenoir. The clerk merely screams and dives under the counter when I want to argue that it is worn more like a Stalagmite. I guess this will be free then. |
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Maero's gang is hard at work in the chop shop. |
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| Maero's girl is kinda clingy. |
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| She introduces herself to me... |
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| ...and comments that Carlos reminds her of her housekeeper. |
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| You don't seem as grateful as you did when I was scraping cops off your hideout. |
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| All kinds of nope! |
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| Here's how it is going to be. Whatever deal you thought you could make is off. And quit staring at my hat. We're leaving, Carlos. |
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