"Would you like to purchase this pendant, Ma'am?" Rose is approached by a lady.
Rose responds with a nod. "I'm going to study some pattern of the jewellery as I'm a designer and CEO of manufacturing them," she said as she sat on the chair.
"We would like to provide you some good quality of patterns for taking inspiration," a lady says, surprising by covering her mouth.
Rose bows and grins broadly.
"Yo yo dude, go to the left you fucker," Michel yells to an ordinary scar-faced man in the arena during a vehicle racing game.
Liam chuckles and yells, "You guys will finally lose," with a looser hand gesture.
"Liam, you're next; our point is 350; cover it up before you lose."
Michel says this while he stares at the steering wheel.
"Shut up, lay down, we're ready to go," Liam says as he removes his watch and enters the stadium ring with a tattooed boy wearing a black hoodie who has staked $30,000 on a simple automobile race.
"Take the red car," the tattooed youngster advises Liam, "it's wonderful for you and it complements your behaviour."
Liam nods, slipping his hand off his chin and placing it inside his pant's left pocket.
"Are we going on an 8-kilometer ride?" Liam says to the tattooed boy.
"Yeah that would definitely make 400 points if we keep going that long," The tattooed boy adds by saying to Liam.
"Let's Fucking get started," Liam growls as he nods.
As the rock and roll music begins to play inside the arena and Liam's squad passes 400 points in under two hours, one of the announcers exclaims, "just 10 minutes remaining fellas."
"We're done here," Liam says as he pushes himself out of his chair and extends his hand to Shake hands with the tattooed gentleman.
Liam responds to the tattooed man, "It was good playing with you."
"Would you like a short lemon juice to toast our victory?" The tattooed man inquires of Liam.
"Hey, we're going to the hotel, I have something to do," Liam says softly as he nods and walks over to Michel.
"I'm ready to go," Michel adds with a nod.
Michel and Liam depart the area as they step inside the car and return to the hotel after Liam and the tattooed guy drank a few lemon juices.
"This is a sharp pointed sunflower patterned diamond that took Mrs.Terrie a month to produce this appealing." Rose is told by the lady.
"It looks difficult, too," Rose explains, pointing with her hands, "but everyone wants extremely simple and decent looking diamonds, which are quite rare anymore."
"Do you require some plain diamonds?" The lady inquires while Rose doodles a diamond in her notebook.
"Stay here, I'm going to fetch the file from the room," Liam says as they arrive at the hotel together.
"Do you have a backup key?" Michel inquires.
As he approaches the lift, Liam nods.
After arriving at the hotel's front door, he unlocks it and quickly grabs the blue file before entering the lift to take a leave.
"Was it discovered?" Michel inquires as Liam exits the lift and approaches the automobile.
"Should we go to the Tango shop?" Michel asks while driving.
"You know I have a million dollar deal with him?" Liam says while nodding and turning the pages of the file.
"Are you talking about Mr. Handa?" Michel inquires, chuckling.
"How can that man, a whole gang fucker, survive in this type of country without getting caught?."
"That's the type of man who stays low price but his requests are exorbitant what a rat!!" Liam remarks to Michel.
While glancing out the car window, Liam closes the file.
"Hey, let me have a look at this pink one," Rose says to the lady, pointing to the pink diamond.
"Yes ma'am, just a minute," the lady says as she hands a little black pendant to a customer.
"This is an ordinary pink diamond with a scratch that represents a lost love. Would you like to see the purple one we have?" With a smile, the lady inquires of Rose.
"If there are more colours of it, then I can think of more things," Rose explains with a nod.
"Of course, ma'am," answers the lady.
As they approach the shop, Michel remarks, "Man, the scent of booze stinks here."
"They all sell booze here," Liam adds as he inserts his hand into his pocket and continues, "let's get in." Michel nods as they approach the shop's entrance.
"How many are there?" According to one of Handa's men.
Liam extends his hand toward them.
"Oh look, here comes the dealer, huh?" Mr. Handa claps his hand as he exits the room.
Michel takes a step back as Liam chuckles. "You don't have to say that I'm a dealer in your neighbourhood." While beaming, Liam says.
"Oh don't be upset, you still look young for your age," Handa says, his fist clenched.
"We have a contract with you, so get us the room" Liam says.
"Of course, so do you prefer females or money?" As he sits on a bar stool, Handa inquires.
"We're here to get this done swiftly," Michel says as he stands next to Liam.
"Easy dude!" Michel, Liam says.
"Of course, but first look at this carpet, those fucking girls, these chains on my neck, these gold teeth, these rings that made me rich," Handa says, chuckling.
"Sure, but what did you do after my father died? You took half of the stock and opened a hookers shop on the corner, where you work as a gangster?" While clenching his teeth, Liam says.
"Oh oh oh alright, I got it, may we take it to the room then? I don't want my man to listen to your dark hours" Handa tenderly whispers into Liam's ears as they get up and walk inside the room, where they sit on the sofa.
Handa orders one of his girl servants, "Go get some ice coffee for our guests," as the girl servant bows and exits the room.
"You know Liam, this is really a waste of money?" Handa makes a hand signal at him.