A rather proud Honchkrow with a rather terrifying degree of intelligence, Joe is "Da Boss" of the Krows, a mafia-esque gathering of Murkrow under his command. He seeks an unknown end.
]Madonn'! If a mannagge you want, a mannagge you'll git, but da boss wouldn't want dat. Anyways, da Boss is interested in a jamook like ya are, and requests your presence. Bring a goomah or two if ya feel like it, but keep your facia bruta out of anywhere it don't need to be, got it jamook?
Foilow us, an' we git you to da Boss.
So, yer the jamook who took over for da old boss den? Ya look a lot like 'im kid. But ya gotta tell me, is your borgata anyting to worry 'bout? Or are ya just smoke and mirrors? Unlike yer daddy, we couldn't see any goomah's layin' about, and ya didn't come wit any either.]
]So, speak then, wat are ya tryin' ta be?
So ya dink you can be better than your father eh? Very well, more of dem dames for the others than. Just 'cause ya don't agree does not mean he didn't have the right idea, see?
Surely you have other tools though, right jamook? 'Cause me and yer daddy, we had our deals set up, but they needed the trading goods for it. If ya can't provide anything we like, we don't give ya any regard, and treat ya like an enemy, see?
Ya should learn fast, kid. Dis whole criminal underground business, it's a big thing, and ya got big shoes to fill.