[Hatato slouches back in his chair, kicking his leg up on the table]

I'm not lying. Sicily is a big shithole filled with a bunch of shitheads. The easiest way to make it there is to be under the law.

[He shrugs in an uncaring gesture. If she couldn't handle that fact now, it would probably be several times worse if he waited until later... if she had even decided to put up with him long enough anyway]

I don't care if you believe me or not, but it's just going to end with an "I told you so".

[He leans his head back to exhale the smoke, and watch it drift up to the ceiling]