Underneath the Sister Mountains in a dark metal room where the pitch black silhouettes for two of the three 'Sisters' are sitting in their giant chairs, waiting. The silhouette without any features other than a crown, the apparent 'King-pin', Morta, the one who contributed the most to the underground sections of the mountains, is tapping the table of his section impatiently. His single glass of whiskey has a ball of ice in it.
Nona, the "Pompadour Silhouette" is shown drinking fancy wine straight from the bottle and his shaking hands making him struggle to sip.
The silhouette that is usually surrounded by cats isn't present and neither are his pets. Morta stops tapping and slams his fist to the table.
Morta: "Does that sick bastard really think NOW is an appropriate time to be getting his rocks off? He better get back before Nephilim does. What the fuck is going on? I'm starting to get tired of that sex addicted weirdo."