[Roman stews more and more the longer it takes Zsasz to arrive. By the time he does, Victor will walk in on a mess in Dinah's apartment: shattered glass, overturned tables and chairs, knife marks in the walls. A knife flies with surprising precision and lodges in the doorframe right next to Victor's head -- Roman's had ample time to practice, though he's still no knife-throwing legend. Just a very angry manbaby with a pocket knife and someone else's property to destroy.]
Zsasz! [His eyes are wide and bloodshot, and he's wearing a silk robe that bunches around his legs as he storms over to him.] Get the fuck in here, now!
[He grabs Victor's arm and pulls him all the way inside with one hard yank, slamming the door shut behind him.]
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Zsasz! [His eyes are wide and bloodshot, and he's wearing a silk robe that bunches around his legs as he storms over to him.] Get the fuck in here, now!
[He grabs Victor's arm and pulls him all the way inside with one hard yank, slamming the door shut behind him.]