A Private Meeting

After passing off a few Charlee Bears to the security guards, I was granted a private meeting with Uncle Orso. Hopefully he will tell me why we unloaded a rocket.

Uncle Orso:

Tank, how good it is to see you, even if it's through barriers. You come today, you come to ask a...forget the speech, these barriers have worn me down today. Tank, the rocket, it's obivous, and I'm a little suprised you didn't figure it out. It is very important for Mr. Shadowcaster to return home for a brief stint, there's much business to be done where he is from. Don't look so frightened, it's where all shadows come from.

Benny "The Tank"

Captive

After being inapprioately frisked, I was able to visit my Uncle Orso in the pen. Yea, I know, we don't exactly look alike, but uncles in Italian families take on various roles.

Uncle Orso: Tank! It’s been months, come over here and see your old uncle. Just cleaning off a little bit.

"The Tank": How's it been?



Uncle Orso: Not too bad, at dinnertime, all us old guys get together. Mr. Kangaroo chops the garlic, Possum Sam cooks the sausage, and I of course, make the sauce. Seems the guards have a soft spot for an eternal supply of Charlee Bears.



"The Tank": Wow! Just like in Good Fe-



Uncle Orso: Now flop your ears out, and listen up. The truck is delivering the goods soon-I mean delivering the charitable donations very soon, you will know when and where the truck is going to be when the time is here, trust me.



"The Tank": Last time you asked someone to trust you, a kangaroo and possum ended up in here!



Uncle Orso: For the family Tank, you always forget that very important fact, its all for the "Family Business". Go on now, my masseuse, Tina, will be here in thirty.



"The Tank": Fine, wait a minute did you say Ti-



Uncle Orso: Guard!