Donnie spoke calmly, "Nevin, let's be frank with each other. You know why I hit you before, even if I don't spell it out. If you're still hung up about it, it's going to make me lose respect for you!"
Nevin Byrd replied coldly, "I admit that I did try to use Hans Layton and his men to pressure you before. But you slapped me twice in my own tavern, in front of my patrons. That has greatly undermined my reputation in the East District. Do you think under these circumstances, I could agree to your terms, Donnie?"
"As long as the terms are right, I believe there's nothing we can't discuss. What happened before is in the past, and there's no use talking about it now. I think we should have a proper discussion about the Golden Hall at the Surf Hotel!"
Donnie didn't care about Nevin Byrd's thoughts at all.
Nevin Byrd said, "The situation now is, unless you, Donnie, agree to the conditions that Mori and I have set, there's nothing to discuss!"
