Evening has come. Scarlet clouds illuminated the yellowish channels of Soleanna. But on the outskirts of the city was dark because of the tall trees. Rouge and Lorenz approached the Sporch's mansion on a hill, whose view looked out onto the city.

"Wow! This old man does not like to skimp!" the first noted.

"I think that's how he wanted to show his status relative to other families."

A Several cars and a lot of people stood at the front entrance.

"I see someone has a party tonight?"

"We can take advantage of this," Lorenz approached the house a little, "We're acting according to plan." He saw the open window, "Well, you go there," he pointed out, and hurried around the mansion.

"Having split up, we will quickly find the Sporch," he reflected along the way, "I see little protection. Is he so sure for tonight?"

Lorenz entered the mansion through the back door, as it turned out, from the kitchen.

"Hmm, that might be right!"

After he quickly dived into the locker room, where he found the waiter's clothes.

"Yes, I'm lucky!" he was surprised, "My size. So, he already uses the mobians-hostages as their slaves around the house? Not bad, you're settled!"

Quickly changing his clothes, he went to the cook, who was beginning to get angry.

"Where are you walking?" he croaked, "Do you even understand what kind of guests we have today? Come on, carry it! Stop... And you are..."

"I was sent here to pick up," Lorenz replied quickly, "Well, you see, there are a lot of guests..."

"Okay, go!" he waved hand.

Lorenz carried the order. He did it as skillfully as the waiters. In the corridors, he crossed with Rouge, who got the form... of a maid?

"What are you doing?" he suddenly became angry with her, "And if they reveal you?"

"Everything's under control! Outside, there was nothing remarkable. And how do you then offer to work inside?"

"We had to give signs from their positions!"

"I'm sorry, I do not want to force a man here to bother," Rouge spread hands.

"That's it! You still do not trust me!" he concluded. True, very loud.

"What are you rustling about here?" Two securities came up to them, "If we were you, we would not be cool," Their gaze stiffened at Rouge, "Oh! And who here is such a pretty lady? I see you for the first time," one of them has already put his hands on her shoulders, "Well, they gave you work: cleaning..."

"You better go where you're going, guys!" Lorenz began to crack his fingers.


Rouge and Lorenz climbed to the roof of the mansion, which was with a huge balcony overlooking Soleanna.

"There are so many people here. Are you sure that catching Sporch here is a good idea?" the first asked.

"Not anymore," she breathed, "Keep an eye on him."

"...Thank you, thank you! And now a moment of attention, friends!" the Don suddenly tapped his glass with his fork, "I'd like to thank you all for being here on such a marvelous evening about my return to Soleanna! I assure you, I would not have exchanged life in such a magnificent city! In addition, when I have such wonderful friends and colleagues! Suffice it to recall how we began our growth and friendship! He he... But among us there are special guests! I would like to mention those who came here from a distant Federation! Let's greet them all together! They are also worthy to be here! Let's at least let off all our grievances for this evening! Greetings, GUN agent!" here he turned towards the standing bat in the crowd.