Sonny's not a regular boss at all though he will not hesitate to yell and have some harsh words with people when it's needed. Ahem. However, they're more family and friends than a business, which some would say makes all the difference.
He thinks it does.
He is not impressed with the man at the door either. Though he has trouble not snort laughing at Deb's response, he wants to look serious. So he folds his arms across his chest instead of laughing like he wants to do, and he gives the man a Well look.
"She's right. We've got nowhere else to be. You got a nice door. I could do some staring."
The man looks frustrated, staring between them both to try to figure out how serious they are. He shuts the door, waits thirty seconds, sees that they're not leaving, and opens the door again.
"Yeah, I've seen him. Think he lives in one of those apartment complexes over there." He gestures to the two across from the street. "Don't know his name. He always paid with cash. The police already searched 'em so I don't know what you're expecting to find. There. You fucking happy? You done? You gonna leave now? Cause I don't have time for this shit."
Sonny smiles all thin-like though it's clear that he is trying not to punch this guy in the head. "...have a nice day."
The door shuts behind him, and he turns to her. "Look at how fantastic we are. Already got some clues, and I only want to bang my head against a wall instead of put a fuckin' bullet in it. Progress on the interrogating front."
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He thinks it does.
He is not impressed with the man at the door either. Though he has trouble not snort laughing at Deb's response, he wants to look serious. So he folds his arms across his chest instead of laughing like he wants to do, and he gives the man a Well look.
"She's right. We've got nowhere else to be. You got a nice door. I could do some staring."
The man looks frustrated, staring between them both to try to figure out how serious they are. He shuts the door, waits thirty seconds, sees that they're not leaving, and opens the door again.
"Yeah, I've seen him. Think he lives in one of those apartment complexes over there." He gestures to the two across from the street. "Don't know his name. He always paid with cash. The police already searched 'em so I don't know what you're expecting to find. There. You fucking happy? You done? You gonna leave now? Cause I don't have time for this shit."
Sonny smiles all thin-like though it's clear that he is trying not to punch this guy in the head. "...have a nice day."
The door shuts behind him, and he turns to her. "Look at how fantastic we are. Already got some clues, and I only want to bang my head against a wall instead of put a fuckin' bullet in it. Progress on the interrogating front."