A slick dressed MOBSTER stands at at the front door of a house, with a package in hand,ringing the doorbell. Slickly dressed MOBSTER #2 answers thedoor.
Mobster #2: Alright already. What's the hub bub, bub?
Mobster: UPS. Package for mister ah, Fendini.
Mobster #2: I aint expectin' no package.
Mobster: Well it seems to me your mistaken. I gots it. Right here.
Mobster #2: What's the idea here. You're not even in uniform. Your wearin' a suit.
Mobster: Nevermind that, I gots your package. Supposin' you shows a little gratitude?
Mobster #2: Supposin' you aint a delivery guy?
Mobster: I am delivery guy and I'm deliverin' your package. Supposin' you take it?
Mobster #2: Oh yeah? Where's your truck?
Mobster: Round the corner, now take your package.
Mobster#2: Well wait a minute, aint it standard procedure, to have me sign for the ting?
Mobster: Listen wise guy, I'm on a tight schedule and I don't need your shenanigans. Take your package.
Mobster #2: You're ah, you're clearly a hitman.
Mobster: I can't be a hitman, because I make an honest livin' deliverin' these here packages. Hows about you help a guy out, and take your package?
Mobster #2: It ah, seems more likely to me, personally, that you're a hitman, and this package will in some way ah, lead to my demise see?
Mobster: The ting is that can't be the case, because the united parcel service code, see, prohibits any delivery man from tampering with the packages.
Mobster #2: Yeah but supposin' you ignore said united parcel service code.
Mobster: Now you listen here, bub...
The package blows up.
