After the sun disappeared behind the office buildings and the moon was fully visible, Vandlgat pulled out his flask filled with Bourbon and took a few swigs.

After reacting to the burn of the liquor in his mouth, Vandlgat speaks;

"Whiskey tastes like glucose,

and my shadow doesn't get too close.

Loyal fam won't 'make' us do it, 

and for that reason I'll take a bullet.

Do the crime, and split the payments,

corrupted agents and witness statements.

In the glass, I spill the Bourbon,

snatch a purse and kill a Durden.

While others dwell on devil shit,

I laugh and break bread with my fellowship."

Vandlgat goes back to showing the bottom of his flask what the sky looks like.............

Beautiful, beautiful my man, your words bring joy to me.

It is a beautiful thing seeing a young bloodline like yourself take so keenly to the streets. I am very proud to see you growing and learning so quickly.

Louis walks up to Boss Vandlgat and offers the young man one of his finest Cigars.  

Vandlgat accepts this gift the Don has given him, smelling the freshness of the tobacco.

"Thank you, Don Louis," Vandlgat says to the Don as he lights his cigar, tasting the rich flavor.

Vandlgat, with his lit cigar, drinks from his Bourbon filled flask, reacting once again to its harsh presence.