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RE The Business Deal Wow.Awesome. Now lets see if I can keep up. ..And in other news tonight, young son of famous American Business Mogul Dean Fines famous for his success for flipping various companies around from the clutches of failure and making them multimillion dollar turn a rounds, Was just released from his mandatory court appearance today. Our Own Dalia Reed has the story. The screen switched to the rolling camera that sat just outside the court house. The woman that woman mentioned by her fellow news anchor looked straight into the picture. She was all dressed up in glamorous local news story fashion as she began speaking into the pitch black microphone that she clutched solidly in her hand. Thanks Tom. Young man, Donovan Donny Fines was in court this week yet again for his quote Bad boy antics. The story of course runs deeper than that however as this time young Mr.Fines is in much more trouble then he bargained for when he rammed his gun metal grey Camero straight into the side of one of the local parking complexs just outside the police station. Our sources state that Mr. Fines was indeed intoxicated when he attempted to drive into the garage but miss the entrance completely instead ramming it straight into the outer wall. Reports of the hearing state that he was in the area for, and I quote 'Me and the rest of his friends were out for a night on the town and were looking to park their car legally into the garage when he accidentally slipped on the wheel and rammed into the wall'. Unfortunately for his defense Mr.Fines was nowhere near the entrance to the complex and was in fact so far away that the police had to point out to him that the entrance was indeed on the other side of the complex. With the end of the hearing now coming to a close, many people are upset that Mr.Fines did not in fact recieve as severe a punishment as fit this incident, all he needed to do was pay the fine and the expense to pay for the wall and his drivers license has now been revoked for a period of seven years. One can only ask themselves, what can this bad boy from Chicago do next. Back to you Tom. The screen froze hard on the last frame showing a man in his Late twenties with Fiery red, finger length hair. His eyes were covered with a pair of silver and black designer sunglasses and wore a pinstripe Armani suit, black with thin blue stripes. The young man Held a solid piece of paper up onto his face hiding it from the roaring cameras and onslaught of oncoming microphones that were being jabbed into his face. He didn't say a word. And as the man himself sat in the chair he said nothing else either. The screen went black with a loud bliping sound. The Man that held the remote in his hands was huge, roughly six feet tall and burly. The imposing figure strode over to the seated Donovan and smacked him hard against the back of his head. The palm of the larger man's hand barreling like a 50 pound weight against his head. The blow caused Donovan to lurch forward as his sunglasses jumped off of his face and landed hard onto the carpeted floor. What the Hell were you thinking Donny?! The burly man shouted at the seated ruffian. When are you going to grow up Donny, your dad isn't doing so well and as his only son I would think you sir would want to help out around here. But no! You want to go running off and break things, laws and the families reputation in the process! What is wrong with you?! Donny sat back and took it. Shaking his head quickly as he bent down onto the ground and picked up his glasses folded them and placed them onto the pocket of his shirt. Uncle J... Come on! No one expected anything from me before, so why would they start now? He lifted himself off the leather seat as he paced his way methodically over to the small tiered window that hung in the wall. Your 28 years old Donny. Grow Up! Uncle J paced after him using his monstrous arms to swing him around to look him dead in the eye. Pointing his finger rhythmically at Donovan's face. You know how far your fathers new Oil companies stocks fell?! Twenty nine points. Twenty nine points Donny after your little stunt. SO you know what, your mother, father, and I found the perfect solution to all these problems. Donovan looked up confused. What could he possibly be talking about? What could keep him grounded and help his dad's new business in one swoop. We and another family who owns a local oil company have decided to arrange a marriage between you and their daughter. Donovan went pale white, whiter then white. Did his uncle just say and arranged marriage? he was going to be married now? Y-you....You. Can't fucking do that! This is my life Uncle J. Watch your mouth. He pointed his finger once more at his nephew You, haven't proven to any of us that your life is capable in your hands. As a result We are going to push you in the right directions. Your Fiance and her family are stopping by for dinner. You best get washed up, you'll want to look presentable for our new family members. Donovan was seething with rage, while at the same time wrapped with utter confusion. He stormed out of the room and rose the steps into the bathroom his mouth still hung open. What the fuck just happened?