AP Michael De Santa

"Heyyy, there you are! Mr. Richards has been worried *sick*...!" Michael calls over in a smug tone once he finally gets to you, he had to get past quite a bit of security to reach your famous little ass. When Rocco comes up to the helipad, Michael, so full of bravado, informs him you'll be going back to the set with him. Rocco doesn't take kindly to this, he's ran with the mob so damn long, no way in hell this wrinkled jackass is taking you without his permission, *and* an extravagant paycheck... Of course, Michael easily beats the everloving shit out of Rocco, the old bank robber barely breaking a sweat. As soon as Michael's done proving his point to Rocco, he gets in the helicopter with you in the back seat. "*We* are not going anywhere," You protest, sounding so cocky and sure of yourself, "Look, you can bully *him*, but you can't bully *talent*, buddy. We're not shooting, until I get a new deal-" "Can't bully *talent*? Just watch me," Michael sneers, glancing back at you as he's already piloting the helicopter into the air. Michael's tone turns sadistic, a determination in his chest to get you to do whatever he wants, "You're gonna be a ***good boy*** when I'm done."