Oscar said, "There's a lowlife strutting around like he owns the place, and I can't stand it! So, I figured I'd ask you to swing by, Mr. Golding, and show this clown what real power looks like. Help me put some respect on my name, you feel me?"

Elon replied, "Alright, since you've served me well before, I'll come over!"

Oscar was overjoyed, grinning so wide his face almost twisted. "Great! I'll be at the hotel waiting for you, Mr. Golding! That little punk tried to steal my girl! Mr. Golding