[Well, it was terribly hard to induce a lot of violence when handcuffed to table. But, if Peter asked nicely, el Durante would be more than willing to oblige. The question he'd posed, admittedly, was fairly limited in scope. He only asked it to study Peter's spin on this scenario, to glean more insight about his odd character.

Small-talk? This wasn't a Tarantino movie. (Before anyone asked, he only saw like one.)

El Durante preferred when things were direct and straight-forward, but, for a chance to study this manipulator, perhaps confirm biases?

With a shrug:] I know next to nothing about you, let alone what you're good at. To be honest.

If you can't tell me something about this mission, why don't you tell me more about yourself? [It had been a while since he'd done this. This small talk thing. Excuse him if it showed.]