TIFU - Is this still a meeting?

At this moment, Mr. Cuervo just looked to his right where Mr. Alvarez was and Mr. Alvarez just shrugged his shoulders before standing up. After that, he fixed himself for a short bit: made sure his suit had no creases, his hair was perfectly slicked back, and his mustache perfectly parted and pointy at the end.

I didn't know what he was gonna do next but he cleared his throat before he opened his mouth.

"Alright, I'm Ongkiko Alvarez… Head of the Alvarez Family since it was established and~ you know what I do: a bit of real estate, a bit of muscle, and especially… well– mostly, collections. And I have a 9-inch cock—"

Mauro started dying-laughing, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Are we still fucking doing that?! IT'S BEEN SOOOO FUCKING LONG!"

Mr. Cuervo, "..."

Sal, "..."

Mary, "Pfft…"

Castro, "..."

Everyone else, "..."

Mr. Alvarez turned to Castro, "Heh. Tough crowd, right? You're next."

"M-Me?"

"Just a brief intro. It's just a formality."

"I don't—"