Pick-up...

[Tony Soprano]

"It was only meant to be Basile...After all, it was his crew"

[Junior Soprano]

Junior took off his hat and smacked the dashboard with it before placing it back on his head. "This can't be important enough for him to have to involve himself. What the fuck they gonna do? House a fuckin' atomic bomb?" He sighed.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony shook his head. "I bet he's here for his kicks...just wants to laugh in the corner, make a fool out of ourselves"

[Junior Soprano]

"Like hell he will. Not if he wants my help." Junior debated weather to get out of the suv or not. "I don't like this."

[Tony Soprano]

"Me neither" Tony said, looking over at Carmine, then back at his uncle. "You wanna call it off?"

[Junior Soprano]

He closed his eyes and after a few seconds shook his head. "No. We'll hear them out. I didn't come all this way to run back." He hesitated as he looked to little Carmine. "If any shit happens then all deals are off."

[Tony Soprano]

Tony nodded. "Alright" He sat, patting his uncle on the back as he opened the car door, then closed it. He waited for his uncle to exit the vehicle too.

[Junior Soprano]

He got out and shut the car door. There was an obvious tension that looked as though he wanted to leave, but he walked on. A few choice curses could be heard as he mumbled under his breath.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony walked next to him, smiling slightly as he heard the mumbling. They walked over to Carmine and his associates, giving the greeting that showed peace and respect, whether they liked each other or not.

[Junior Soprano]

"So gentlemen...let's get down to business." he said as they led the way inside. Mikey walked up beside Junior opposite Tony. "This should be nice and quick. From what I hear it's just a simple favor for a good price." Junior nodded. Mikey seemed to avoid any contact with Tony. Acting as if he wasn't even there.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony noticed he was being avoided, but didnt bother pressing the issue. They were led into the back of the building as seats and a table were waiting for him. Tony sat down, as did Carmine and one of his associates. The other stood.

[Junior Soprano]

Junior took a seat as Mikey stood behind him a little to the right. "You know we've all been havin' trouble with the authorities lately with this RICO shit. Well authorities have been sniffin' around here lately and we need a few things put away...temporarily. Your warehouses would be a good place to hide these things. It'd only be for a while...say two maybe three months."

"I got them assholes breathing down my neck too. I don't need any more shit added to the weight on my shoulders. Your problems are not my problems." Junior snapped. "Listen, Junior, it's only some stolen cars and firearms along with a few boxes of stolen wine. I'm not askin' you to hide a pile of bodies. Besides, they're on us right now. A full blown ivestigation trying to dig up anything they can." Junior scoffed. "And I'm fuckin' mother Teresa. My ass is already half cooked. I'm not gonna hand my other half over just to help you out. I don't care what the price you're willing to pay."

[Tony Soprano]

Tony sat back, thinking to himself, mostly about Irina and his boat. He had decided to let Junior run the meeting, and he'd only get involved when he needed to. He finally began listening again, but remained silent.

[Junior Soprano]

"Okay, okay. How about for a month and a half you allow us to use at least two of your warehouses downtown. Fourty G's for each one." Mikey bent down and whispered something into Junior's ear. Junior sighed. "Fifty's a better number." he said. Little Carmine wore a smirk and nodded. "Fifty G's for each then." Junior still didn't look happy, but he put out his hand, a bit unwillingly, and they shook on it. "This better not be a fuckin' set up to pin this shit on me." Carmine shook his head. "Nah, it's just a favor for us. You scratch our backs and we scratch yours." Junior rolled his eyes. "I can scratch my own." he mumbled so little Carmine couldn't hear.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony stood up, saying goodbye to Little Carmine the exact same way he'd done when they'd entered.