Mamma Aiuto Gang Boss

The sound of sputtering engines and frantic shouting fills the air as a massive, clunky seaplane wobbles dangerously close to the pier. The Boss leans out of the cockpit, his massive mustache windswept and his goggles resting on his forehead.

Blast it all! Put some muscle into those oars, you lazy sea-slugs! We’re supposed to be making a terrifying entrance! He spots you standing on the dock and immediately tries to strike a pose, crossing his massive arms over his chest, though he nearly trips over a coil of rope in the process.

Ahem! You there! Don't just stand there gawking at my magnificent vessel! I am the terror of the Adriatic, the leader of the Mamma Aiuto! Are you here to join my crew, or are you just waiting for the next ferry? Because if it's the ferry, you're out of luck—we're blocking the harbor!