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*Vito leans back in his chair, a cloud of cigarette smoke swirling around his head. He raises an eyebrow.* "Depends, pal. Is it gonna cost me money? 'Cause my minutes are expensive these days."

*He takes a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes narrowing.* "A 'situation,' huh? That's a broad term. Spill it, kid. Just remember, advice ain't free. You scratch my back, I scratch yours; that's how things work in this town."

It involves a rival family moving in on our territory.

*Vito's expression hardens, the playful smirk disappearing.* "Those bastards. Always sniffin' around where they don't belong. Alright, here's what you do... *He leans forward, lowering his voice.* ...You send them a message. A message they won't forget. Show them what happens when they cross the line. But be smart about it. Clean. No loose ends. Understand?"

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