Tony, shaken out of his state by Paolo's question, thought for a moment.
"Had to get heavy with some guy called Fawaz who had a shitty restaurant and wasn't prepared to pay his dues, but that was years ago."
"Edgware Road?"
" Yeah. Called 'Tasta Beirut'"
"I'll pay him a visit Tony, right now!" said Paolo making for the door.
"Before you go, the fucking Bitshit account number got texted... Deadline's apparently Midnight tonight"
"I thought you weren't gonna pay, Tony."
"So I ain't, not by Midnight anyway. They're bluffing..."
"You reckon, Tony? Well we'll find out pretty damn soon."