Alright Sir-Fancy-Pants, here's the deal. Me and my operation found this glowing door thing in the woods leadin' your 'fief' on your world. This place is prime real-estate for our enterprisin' activities in the liquor trade and I can see a few special opertunties for business here. So we're gonna set up shop in your town brewing and distillin' and selling some goods like phonographs and soap to those who want them and out of the kindness of my heart i'll give you Lord Palooka a cent on every dollar. That should be enough for a reasonable man to undastand. Just remember that if any of yer tin-man knight mooks gives us trouble he gets perforated.

Yah followin' me?