The above is what Aldo had formed in his mind rationally, and had hoped to say. All he managed was this ...

Aldo takes a deep breath. "I think we've been going over all this wrong; we should be trying to work together--"

... before he was interrupted by ...

"Do not presume to act as my equal, slip!" Ulvauno shouts at the peremptory halfling's desire to speak as a fellow citizen. [Godsdammit, he is even beautiful of face and magnificent of voice when shouting indignantly.] He turns to Hyram, "You know well of my reputation, I am sure, butcher. If you do not sell me the turkey than you can expect the worst type of censure to your business!"

Coming out from the back of the butcher shop comes a figure of diabolic .... oh, wait, you know him .... Folco comes from the back room to investigate a brick-a-brack he heard, worried that Hyram might be getting robbed or something.