Tony Montana yelled at me “Say Hello to my Little Friend!” and I told Tony “Who are you calling little? I am 5’9″ and you are only 5’7″.” We both laughed and ate a ton of pasta and sugu! Good times!
After we broke bread, he showed me his bright yellow caddy with zebra-print interior which had some dents. Luckily I always have my tools with me so I removed his dings and he paid me with bottles of very nice red wine. I never did ask him what caused the dents, but I did notice a little blood near one of them.
Tony freaked out as he had never seen PDR, (Paint-less Dent Repair) performed. I don’t have to tell you that when Scarface, I mean Tony, freaks out, you need to watch out. Luckily he was excited and not pissed so everything worked out fine.