"Right and right, kiddo," said Savini as her assistant pulled down her skirt to check on her diaper and then completely taking them off her. "Since mostly my men come here, it's okay to show off my diaper here. It gets uncomfortable wearing that over my diaper."

At first Connor was taken aback by her blatant display of her diaper, unsure of how he felt being in a restaurant with woman not wearing pants. Still, it was her place, so he calmed down and leaned forward to try and seem normal. When the waitress came he noticed how she didn't seem to think twice about Miss Savini's state of undress and shrugged, letting the powerful woman order for him. "So. I guess we should discuss what happened out there." he started with a sigh, "Was that kind of aggression expected retaliation or are they trying to start something?"

They got their coffee they ordered and Savini took a sip from it. "The thing is," she started. "Those hoodlum gangs found out I recently received a huge drug supply. And they want it for themselves." When she took another sip which caused some coffee dripping down her mouth and her assistant quickly wiped her mouth.

"Huge her?" Connor started as he took a sip of his black coffee. Taking a moment to let it cool more he put it back down before looking at this Savini and asking "You aren't working with any cartels are you? I've done business with people doing business with them and it's always ended quite...bloody."

"Where do you think I got it?" Savini said giving a laugh before getting a bit quieter and in an innocent tone. "I may have stolen it from the, uhh, Draco Cartel..." she confessed. She seemed calmed mentioning the most fierce cartel in the western hemisphere.

Connor nearly choked when he heard that, instead drinking more of his coffee than usual and trying to act as if it never phased him. "Well Miss Savini you don't seem to have a problem traveling in dangerous circles. Be careful what you do with them. Nearly everyone I know who has got involved with them tried to get away from them and it ended bloody." he continued, wondering to himself how a beautiful woman like herself got tangled up with the Draco's of all cartels.

"Don't you worry about a them. Its those Ballas and Vagos we need handle," Savini stated. Their food soon came and the assistant started to feed her boss like she was an actually baby. "We need a plan to get them off our backs."

"Well good luck with that. I'm going to be returning to Mr. DeLuca right now, seeing as I'm his man until I get paid. Maybe afterwards you can give me a call and I'll give you some help." Connor replied with a bit of a cocky sneer, amused by how quickly she had tried to integrate him into her gang. Still, pretty quickly he wrote his number on a napkin and handed it to the assistant, watching carefully as the woman still fed Miss Savini like nothing but a little baby. With that he was gone down the street, returning to the mechanic's garage just in time to pay and get in his newly outfitted ride, pulling out swiftly and heading back to the building where it all began.

When Connor returned from this little ventured, he stepped into the payer's office only to find that no one is in here. Which was weird since the lady at the desk said he should be in here. All of a sudden, DeLuca sprung up from behind the desk, screaming and pointing a gun. Then coming to his senses and realizes that is was just the hitman "Oh, Connor! It's only you..." he said in relief. "Wait, you're not the one who's here to whack me, right?"

"Um...no." Connor said as he looked over his shoulder for any other hitman DeLuca could possibly be talking to. Finally reaching the desk he looked at the cowering man with an expression which asked what the fuck he was doing trying to hide. "You wanna give me my money? The kill was quick and I got away clean, nothing to trace back to you." he explained, reaching out an empty hand just waiting to be filled.