' Wrote:The old barkeep, Alfonso, looked at the man known as Tuco, and then back at the man of the Brotherhood. A cold bead of sweat ran uncomfortably down the side of his face. It was not everyday that he found himself an innocent bystander in the middle of a mexican stanford between a bandit, a Brotherhood Elder, and a sniper off in the distance who may or may not exist.
Suddenly, Tuco turned to him, and jrked his head towards the door to the stuffy basement. "Alfonso."
The old man understood, and quickly shuffled off downstairs.
The Brotherhood Elder frowned. "I hope you sent him downstairs for a good reason."
Tuco chuckled. "I was down there for nearly an hour. Want him to experience it for himself."
The Elder said nothing.
Tuco picked up the gold coin the Elder tossed on the table. Slowly, he lifted it to his mouth and bit into it, feeling the soft metal curl around his set of yellowing, charles teeth. The bandit smiled. "If there is more where this came from, I'm your man."
Vincent grinned at Tuco's remark. "Senor, you will soon find, that there are more to life, then those gold coins, but if that is what sparks your interrest, then Aye..sure" Vincent noticed a blinking light on his wristband and opened up a small console on the band. He looked at the little screen and turned his glance to Tuco again. "Find us on Crete Senor, I will have to leave now. I will send word to our engineering bays that you will be there soon. They will outfit you with a new Brotherhood Titan. I am looking forward to flying with you." Vincent turned around and exited the bar.
