Temper

The troubles of some, cost more than a penny.

For their trouble, A ton of gold

Means nothing but feather weight.

And, the infinite heart-bag takes it all,

Without breaking out..

Don Cole Malo stormed into the mansion, his anger was evident in the way he slammed the door shut. His brother Felix followed right behind him closely.

"Cole, You really have to calm down?" Frank said, his tone calm, but concerned.

Cole glared at Felix, his jaw clenching tightly. "Calm down? Calm down, How the hell can I calm down?" he snarled, his voice laced with venom. "I just made a fool of myself in front of the Dons! And you really expect me to calm down!"

Felix sighed, knowing exactly what his brother was talking about. He was with his brother when Ralph Wesley's appearance turned all his brother's plans to nut.