“How-“

“And why!”

“I don’t know.”

“How the heck did-“

“I’m honestly not quite sure.”

“You _accidentally _joined the Italian mafia?!”

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW??”

“Didn’t you sign a contract to join?”

“No but i got a cool temporary tattoo!”

“I hate to say it but that isn’t temporary…”

I stare back, still smiling but fear filling my eyes.

“I ACCIDENTALLY JOINED THE ITALIAN MAFIA AND GOT A _REAL_ TATOO??!?”