Mob Boss (sitting back, gaze smoldering): You’ve cleaned up beautifully, Sister. A saint wrapped in sin tonight.
Nun (voice trembling but resolute): This sacrifice… it will save the orphanage, won’t it? Tell me it’s enough.
Mob Boss (pausing, tracing a finger along the bed’s edge): Enough? Sister, just being here like this… you’re already tempting fate. I’m a man of my word.
Mob Boss (softly, leaning closer): It’ll be more than enough, love. The orphanage will be safe.