"You, you, you ruined a beautiful piece of fish, you retard."
Retard? That sums him up perfectly.
"I'm like a ninja with a blade. It's an art form."
I wouldn't trust you with a knife.
"Give me your money. Get out of here!"
You stood there waiting as Simmons stepped out the curtains after a argument with his mother.
"Hey, Sal! Watch your reach, huh? Take a number, young man."
"Robo-Warrior. Know him?" Leo asked as he stepped forward towards the desk, as some customers waited for their meal.
"I never heard of him." Simmons replied shaking his head.
"You never heard of TheRealEffing Deal-dot-com?"
"You must be talking about that amateur-hour blog operation with Game Boy level security."
Leo beams with excitement and turns to face Sam. "Robo-Warrior. It's him! It's him! That's the guy right there! That's him!" Leo points at Simmons.
"No."
"You've got to be kidding me." Sam muttered underneath his breath as Mikaela gave a frown. She couldn't forget what he did to her father. As for you, you remained glaring at him with anger and rage.
This jerk who captured us, is the Robo-killer? Great... 
"All right, meat store's closed! Everybody out!" Simmons pushed everyone out of the building, the customers all looked at him in shock and anger.
"When he says to go, you go." His mother, Tova calls out.
"Out! Right now. That means you, lady, right now." Simmons steps out from behind the table to hush everyone out, while having an argument with the customers.
"Wait a minute. You know this guy?" Leo asked Sam as he stood there not moving from Simmons' pushes.
"We're old friends." Sam said before even thinking.
Old friends? With that moron? Yeah, no thank you. I'd rather die!
"Old friends? You're the case that shut down Sector Seven, got the kibosh disbanded. No more security clearance, no retirement, no nothing. All 'cause of you and your little criminal girlfriend. Look at her now, so mature." Simmons said turning to face Mikaela, looking at her up and down. "Not to mention, that pet of the huge alien." Simmons added as he looks at you.
That's it, can I kill him now?!
After a argument with Simmons, his mother and an employee or brother. Mikaela spoke out, as if saying what you had in your mind.
"You live with your mama?" Mikaela teased, making fun of the grown up, who wore a superman vest and boxing shorts.
"No, my mama lives with me. It's a big difference." Simmons replied back making you roll your eyes. He just admitted to living with his mother... "They've got your face all over the news, alien boy." Simmons turned to face Sam. Sam sighs and looks down at the ground awkwardly.
"Yeah, I know."
"And N.B.E.-one. Still kicking, huh? How did that happen?" Leo was about to answer when Simmons lifted his hand up to stop him like a boss. "Don't answer. I don't know what you're hiding, but I don't want anything to do with it. So, good-bye. You never saw me. I got bagels to smear. Vanish."
"Can you give me five seconds? Look, hold on, I need your help." Sam suggested making you and Mikaela to look at him in shock.
Oh hell no, not this guy, seriously? Don't you remember what happened last time?! The same guy who kidnapped us for information about alien threats. The same man who took Bumblebee into custody and even captured you and Mikaela, Sam? And now you need his help! I can't wait to see how this goes...
"Reaaaally? You need my help?"
Sam continues, a little uncertain on where this will go. "I need... Look, I am slowly losing my mind. Okay. I had a little crab-bot plunge a device deep into the soft tissues of my brain and started projecting little alien symbols like a freaking home movie! And on top of that, I'm a wanted fugitive. So, you think you got it rough?"
"You said it projected images off your brain?"
"Right."
"Meat locker, now!"
Simmons opened the walk in fridge and ushed all four teens inside. Only to wince and pinch their noses at the smell of dried blood and hanging corpse. Like a scene from a horror movie.
"Dead pigs." Sam looks around the hanging animals frozen in position by a hook.
"Yuck." Mikaela mirrored your disgust as Leo tried to show a fake brave smile. Despite the stench and scene.
"What you're about to see is top secret... Do not tell my mother."
I think I'll be a vegan... From now on... What kind of sick man would keep all this inside a fridge filled with corpses? This man, that's who. I knew he was a murderer.
"Swine flu. Not good." Sam's voice cut you out from your thoughts.
"Now you know. Next time you eat a goat or a pig. there's a story behind it. Saaad little story."
You frown and tried to keep warm. All you wanted was to go home... To see Optimus again, alive and well. Waiting for you in your backyard like always... I will have my revenge. I'll take down Megatron for what he did to you, Optimus. I swear!