Our scene opens up to the interior of Luca Arzegotti's apartment, which somehow everyone knows the address of. In the background, a long table of alcoholic beverages, family size bags of Fritos, and baggies of cocaine can be seen. In the foreground of our scene is Luca himself, ready to lay down the rules for this little encounter.

"Okay, I think the Fire Marshal has some limit of how many people can be in the place at once, but fuck that noise. The only real rule here is don't spill any fucking thing on my fucking carpet, god fucking dammit!"

With that, Luca waits for the first guest to (hopefully) arrive.