Antonio was walking to the market to get some tomatoes when the kid asked him the question.
"What is my job? I deal with trading and shipping," he told the kid. It wasn't a complete lie but it wasn't the whole truth.
"What do you ship?" The kid wouldn't leave him alone!
"Many things. I have to go, please don't follow me!" Antonio started to running but not toward the market but, to a house. He knocked on the door and panted. When the door opened there was Lovino wearing his Mafia hat.
"Spain- Boss good timing," Lovino leaned on the door frame, crossed his arms loosely and smirked.
"Why? Are you going to do a job?" Antonio panted out.
"Yeah Ottoman problem," Lovino sighed and walked out, closing the door behind himself.
"You want to help me Spain- Boss?"
Antonio smiled, "Sure my little tomato." Lovino's eyes widen and than went into a glare, his face red," Don't call me that!" He grabbed Antonio by the arm and pulled him along. Antonio laughed, "Whatever you say Romano...Boss."
Later the kid was found bruised up and blind.