Being civil...

[Tony Soprano]

"Where the fuck is Sil? He's half an hour later..." Tony asked one of the soldiers present, and they all looked at him. "I'll call him, boss" one said, pulling out his cell phone and dialing Sil's number. "Sorry boss, switched off..."[/i] Tony sighed, and tried to fix his hair back into place. "Come on, lets just go inside. Sil will catch up" Tony said, as the three of them headed in, to the meeting between both families. The usual greeting was given and then everyone sat down. During the process, Phil Leotardo had asked about Silvio's presence. Tony had merely replied "He's running late". This was most likely the case of why he was late.

[Silvio Dante]

Sil walked into the meeting and buttoned his jacket as he took a seat next to Tony. "Sorry I'm late. Some trouble down at the Bing." He left his explanation as simple as that and interlocked his fingers before resting his arms on the edge of the table.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony looked at him as if he'd just embarrassed the family. He had, but of course, that wasn't his fault. Still, Tony wouldn't see it that way. They'd have words after this meeting was over and done with. It'd only just started, and Tony was already trying to escape it. "Their bar...its nothing now. A pile of ash." Tony stated, basically starting off the meeting.

[Silvio Dante]

Little Carmine nodded and looked to Phil once before returning his attention to Tony and Sil. "We just needed to be sure that you weren't going to have us attack the Sorvinos for reasons of getting us in trouble with them. Then Jersey reaping the benefits of the fallout if a war were to occur." Carmine glanced over to Phil again for a second making it clear that Phil had been the one thinking the DiMeo's were tricking them, but Carmine voiced it. "The Esplanade attack scratches both our surfaces and since I have your word that you pulled your attack, I'm obligated to have one of my guys do the deed, here, tonight." Little Carmine spoke as if a sophisticated fellow, but his slow speech and mannerisms made it much less significant.

Sil nodded and looked to Tony. He didn't want to respond unless his opinions were needed. Phil took a sip of his scotch and then brushed his fingers through his silver hair to neaten it.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony nodded, a slight smile on his face, at how they were actually getting along. He looked towards Silvio as if he was giving him permission to speak.

[Silvio Dante]

Sil saw Tony's look and then decided to add his two cents. "Once you take care of the place, call me. I'm thinkin' if we can take out all their legitimate businesses, then they'll be open to the IRS. They'd be on the Sorvinos like a pack a wolves. After that -- possibly the FBI. So they wouldn't be making any moves against us anytime soon. Too busy tryin' to save their own asses."

[Tony Soprano]

Tony smiled slightly, satisfied with his advisor's point of view. He looked towards Phil, who seemed satisfied too.

[Silvio Dante]

"Well gentlemen, shall we call it a day?" Little Carmine interjected. Silvio nodded as did Phil. "Okay, it'll be done. I'll give ya a call first thing tomorrow." Little Carmine stood and put out his hand to Tony. Sil stood and waited for the meeting to be officially over.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony took his hand and moved inwards, the usual Italian greeting, or rather, valediction, being dealt. He did the same for Phil, and then walked off to the side as he joined onto Silvio. "You see the attitude on Phil?" Tony asked, slightly rhetorical. Or maybe he was just moaning now. Or finding flaws.

[Silvio Dante]

"It isn't that hard to see, Ton. When isn't it showing?" Sil walked along and threw his scarf on as it was much colder out than it had been recently.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony smiled, although he didn't say anything. He opened the door to the SUV, and climbed inside. Making sure Silvio wasn't watching, he opened the glove compartment and popped a Prozac. Of course, they still didn't know that he was talking to a psychiatrist. There would be some major repercussions if they did.

[Silvio Dante]

Silvio walked to his car, glancing over his shoulder at Tony. He noticed his boss do something, but he couldn't be sure. Sil didn't think much of it though. He opened his car door and then looked over to Tony, resting his arm on the roof of the car. "You think we should have a talk with em' soon?" He asked, obviously referring to the Sorvinos. "We could end it now if they agree to back down."

[Tony Soprano]

"You actually met these cunts? They're stubborn and proud. They'd never agree. And they don't play by the rules. They'd .45 us in the back of the skull before we even said our piece." Tony stated, as he looked down, due to the huge mass of the SUV.

[Silvio Dante]

"Nah, but even if they don't play by the rules -- I don't think we should be stooping to that level. Not this early on anyway." It was clear that Silvio really hung true to the customs of their thing. Without rules or even without common laws there would be nothing but chaos and he knew this all too well.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony started his engine and leaned out of the window, looking over at Sil. "We'll talk later...at Satriales." he shouted across, and waited for the 'OK' or thumbs up to drive off.