The next morning, I woke up perfectly content with the world. I had my boyfriend at my back, his arm on my belly, and a well-deserved sense of security. And the revelation from last night still buzzed in my head. Ritsu told me he loved me and he can't take it back. Not only did he tell me, but I think he might have told Mori, too, in his own special way. I know the circumstances weren't exactly ideal for our sudden slumber party, but when has anything been ideal in our relationship? Hell, we knew each other for two seconds and we were telling each other to fuck off. Yet here we are. I rolled over and buried my face in his chest, wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, I knew better.

"Hey," Ritsu lifted my chin, getting a decent kiss from me, "Morning, baby. I thought you were still asleep."

"I'd love to be," I mumbled into his shoulder, "Can we just skip school again?"

"Once this week is plenty," he cradled me, "You feeling ok?"

"Ish," I shrugged, "For the most part, though, yeah. I'm fine."

"Bathroom's through the closet," Ritsu gave me a little nudge out of bed.

"Fine," I probably could stand the shower. The thought of hot water made me all tingly inside. But first…I couldn't help myself. As soon as that bathroom door was shut, I got curious and popped open the medicine cabinet.

I don't know what I was expecting. It seemed like standard fare. No odd medications or antibiotics or ointments I needed to be concerned with. I'm not sure if I'm happy he doesn't have anything or bummed that I didn't find anything fun. I'll go with the first one. If Ritsu doesn't have anything, then I'm not catching anything. Everything's good. After a quick shower, I hurried up and put my uniform back on. In a perfect world, I'd go back to my place and get a clean one, but this one would do just fine. Besides, we don't know if my ramen shop stalker camped out here last night. I'm sure if he did, one of the guys would've found him and told Ritsu about it. Speaking of my protection…

"Hey, Ritsu," I walked out, pulling some of my hair out of my face, "Can I ask you a question and you answer it honestly?"

"Always," Ritsu assured, "What's up?"

"Were you on the phone with Mori last night?"

His face went completely blank. It wasn't pissed. It wasn't scared. But it sure as hell wasn't happy. It just…Existed. Ritsu's normal case of resting bitch face, "How much did you hear?"

"Not very much," I shrugged, "You don't have to tell me why. I'm just curious."

"Yeah," Ritsu nodded. It's nice to know he's honest with me, "I just wanted to get you a little extra protection, Reila. For all the times when I can't be there. Like when you go to the host club after school today. You know damn well I want to sit through that like I want a root canal."

"Or an enema," I teased, "Or a prostate exam where the doctor has a hook hand."

"Alright, alright," he giggled, "We get the point. Goddamn, baby…You worry me."

"As well I should."

"But you get what I mean," Ritsu took my hand, questioning his decision to stay with me, "No one's going to fuck with Morinozuka-senpai. Or Haninozuka-senpai for that matter…"

"Why not Honey?" I wondered.

"You think you're an unassuming face?" he gasped, "You've never seen Haninozuka-senpai fight."

"Wait," I gave him a look, "Honey? Our little, sweet, lovable Honey? You're telling me he can fight?"

"He's a martial arts master, Rei," Ritsu got the door for me, "He could probably kill someone. Ever hear the story about the time he was in the US?"

"Can't say that I have," I thought back, "No. I haven't."

"That's something you'd have to ask Morinozuka-senpai about," he got on his bike, "You want to stop at the café before class?"

"Yes, please," I laid my face in his shoulders, "Hey, Ritsu?"

"Yeah, Rei?"

"I know you're worried about me," I ran my hands up his chest from behind, hugging him tight, "But I always have my knife on me. I know what it's like to have a target on my back. I'll be ok. Whether or not you're by my side in the moment. I can cut a bitch."

"I know," Ritsu put his hand over mine, "But as I said before, I don't want you to have to cut a bitch. This is more for my peace of mind than yours."

"Ok," I rested my chin on his shoulder, kissing a spot on his neck, "I love you."

"I love you, too, baby," he put the key in the ignition and the two of us were on our way to the café. I needed the jumper cables in my brain that espresso was kind enough to give me. And that café knew how to do it right. As soon as we pulled up to the curb, my phone started screeching at me. When I looked at the caller ID, I couldn't help but roll my eyes a little.

"Hello?" I answered.

"REI!" Goddamn, Roy…I think Daddy probably could've heard you. Hell, I probably could've hung up and heard you perfectly clear, "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! I STOPPED AT YOUR PLACE AND YOU WEREN'T THERE! I thought you were still asleep, so I went in, but YOU WEREN'T THERE! ARE YOU OK? WHERE ARE YOU?"

"Shut the fuck up, Roy!" I snapped, "I haven't had any coffee today and I might reach through the phone, rip your throat out, shove it so far up your ass that I put it back in its place! Look, I'm ok. I'm getting coffee with Ritsu. Everything's fine. Jesus fucking Christ, are you medicated?"

"No," Roy settled down a little, "But you had me worried."

That seems to be the general consensus these days, "I'm alright. Ritsu, say hi to Roy."

"Hi, Roy," Ritsu gave me a look.

"See?" I groaned, "Everything's cool. Now, I have to get to class. Are you going to manage without me?"

"I guess," Roy allowed, "But I want you to come straight home after school!"

"I got the host club until five," I told him, "And after that, Ritsu and I are going out of town for the weekend."

"Like hell, you are!"

"Like hell, I'm not!" I stood my ground, "If you got a problem with that, take it up with Daddy. I'm sure he'd be totally fine with it. And I bet he'd love to hear from you right now when he's about to call it a night."

"Alright," Roy let it go, "Have fun. When will you be back?"

"Sunday night." Who the fuck does he think he is? Someone needs to knock him down a couple pegs, "You don't need to call me to check in. I don't need to call you to check in. We leave each other alone for the weekend. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am…"

"Alright then," I hung up on him. Because, quite frankly, I didn't have enough caffeine in my body to deal with him.

"Is everything ok?" Ritsu handed me my cup. God bless him.

"Roy's fucking neurotic," I took a good, heavy drink of the hot gift from the gods. And that warmth ran right into my belly, "But what else is new?"

"My sympathies," he lowered my cup and snuck in a kiss. Damn, he's awfully affectionate today. Not that I'm complaining. I'll take it, "I'm guessing he didn't take the news of Hakone well, did he?"

"Fuck no," I squeaked, "Again. Roy. Neurotic. Have you just met him?"

"Only met him the one time," Ritsu pointed out, "And that other time when I told him to fuck off."

"That's why I like you so much," I swung my leg over his bike, "Shall we?"

"Yippee," he grumbled, "Another day at the illustrious Ouran Academy."

"Look on the bright side, though…"

"There's a bright side?"

"I haven't seen my stalker today," I whispered, "You think he has a replacement?"

"I don't think so," Ritsu revved the engine, his back muscles starting to relax. Hopefully, the rest of him will start to unclench, too.

Although, as soon as we got to our homeroom, he stayed as close to me as he could. That's weird. He doesn't ever sit in the back with us. He's usually off in the front, taking a nap. But this is the second day in a row he's decided to hang out with us. He says he hates the host club, yet it doesn't look like he's trying to avoid them. Then again, that may be because he happens to be dating a host himself. Not many know that, but hot damn, it's true.

"Look at that," Hikaru noticed.

"Kasanoda joins us again," Kaoru pointed out. Shit…I hate when those two are observant.

"So?" I played it off, "What's the big deal?"

"He never came by us before," Hikaru figured, "I wonder what changed."

"Is there something you'd like to tell us, Rei?" Kaoru asked.

"Guys," Haruhi stepped in, "It's not your business. Rei, you don't have to answer that."

"In that case…"

"Kasanoda doesn't either," she stopped them before they could start.

"Aww…"

"You're no fun, Haruhi," Kaoru pouted.

"We were just curious," Hikaru mirrored his brother.

"Hey, Rei…" Haruhi pulled on my sleeve, "Could I talk to you privately for a second?"

"Sure," I found a secluded corner with her, "What's up?"

"Feel free to blow this off," she allowed, "But are you and Kasanoda…are you two…Like Tamaki-senpai and me?"

"Well…" I hid a little smile, "It depends. Have you and Tamaki finally admitted to seeing each other? Told each other you loved each other? Stayed at each other's houses multiple times? Kissed passionately on the roof of your building? Have intentions of going away together for the weekend, just the two of you?"

"I'll take that as a yes," Haruhi smiled, "When did that happen?"

"Which instance?" I wondered, sitting in the window.

"Any and all of them."

"Let's see…" I thought back, "I stayed at his place last night."

"You stayed at the Kasanoda compound?" Haruhi gasped, "And you live to tell about it?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "It's not nearly as big of a deal as people make it out to be. Stayed in his bed and everything. And he told me he loved me at our usual ramen shop last night. Technically, outside the ramen shop. We were in a little bit of a fight and that brought it to an end. Our first kiss was after our first date. The one you and the boys got me ready for. We went up to my roof and I got talking about what it was like back home. Then…There it was. I had just gotten off the phone with my dad."

"Did your dad get to meet him while he was in town?"

"Oh, yeah," I giggled, "That was less of a dumpster fire than I was anticipating. They got along famously. Even now, when my dad calls, he'll ask about Ritsu once in a while. Am I with him? Is he within earshot? Send him his regards. And I have no doubt that Daddy will call me sometime after school asking me about our weekend plans."

"Where are you going?" Haruhi wondered.

"Hakone," I sighed out. As much as I love Ritsu to pieces, it's nice to have a girl friend to sit and vent to. Especially with things like this. Ritsu already knows all of this. He was there. But I had to tell someone. And who better than Haruhi? Except for maybe Mori, but I don't need to bore him with the details. Haruhi on the other hand? I know she'll keep her mouth shut. She always has.

"That's nice," she awed, "Hakone's a pretty town. I haven't been since I was little, but from what I remember, it's a very pretty town."

"When Beni-bara stormed the host club," I remembered, "And she figured I was going to transfer to Lobelia right then and there and Ritsu came in at the wrong time, he and I ended up going to Hakone that night."

"That's right," Haruhi nodded, "You told me all about that."

"He never took his bike out of town before and figured it'd be a good time to open her up," I felt a warmth radiating in my chest, "He was a little sketchy about me riding bitch, but he got over it. And now, he gets all excited when I'm on the back of his bike with him. I don't think he knows what it's like to be on his bike alone anymore. For long stretches anyway."

"You know," she thought it over, "You and I really should hang out more, Rei. When are you coming back from Hakone this weekend?"

"Sunday night," I told her with a little less disdain than I did Roy. Because Haruhi wasn't jumping down my fucking throat about it, "Why?"

"What are you doing after school Monday?" Haruhi asked.

"After the host club?"

"After the host club."

"I don't know," I looked over her shoulder at the sleepy angel at his desk, "Hey, Ritsu!"

"Yeah?" Ritsu's head popped up.

"Do we have plans for Monday?" I asked.

"Does the ramen shop count?"

"Ritsu at the ramen shop," I told her, "But that's not until six. Why?"

"Do you think we could hang out?" Haruhi requested, "Just the two of us? It'll be nice to unwind from those weirdos with someone that makes more sense than they do."

"That's what I have Ritsu at the ramen shop for," I admitted, "But hell yeah. I'm down. Where do you want to meet?"

"Talk it over on Monday?"

"Deal."

Ring, ring!

Ritsu grabbed me by the arm before I had the chance to go, "Wait a second…"

"You ok?" I wondered, watching everyone empty out of the classroom. But then, Ritsu snuck in a sweet, little kiss, "I stand by my question."

"I'm fine," he took my hand, "Can't kiss my girlfriend after class without getting the third degree?"

"It's not that," I worried, "It's just…You don't do public affection, Ritsu. We're usually sucking face in private."

"Why do you think I waited for everyone to leave?"

"Ritsu," I stood my ground, "Are you sure everything's ok?"

"Positive," Ritsu looked down the hall, "I have to go. I'll see you later, Rei."

Before I even had the chance to say goodbye, Ritsu was already gone. I know better. When he tells me he's fine, that's bullshit. He's a fucking mess and he's not telling me. I can guess why, but he needs to relax a little bit or he's going to make himself sick. And I'd love to go to Hakone after school. But in order for us to do that, Ritsu can't be worrying himself sick over me. Although, I'd be lying if I said I didn't appreciate the sentiment.

As the day went on, I kept on my toes a little more than I usually did. I didn't know if my stalker was going to come back or if he was going to have someone in school trail me. By the looks of things, everything's still on the up and up. Nothing too suspicious or out of place here. Just another day at Ouran Academy. That didn't mean my knife was ever out of reach, though. A girl's got to look out for herself, right?

"Hi, Rei," a deep voice rumbled behind me, damn near scaring the shit out of me. Fortunately, I knew exactly who it was. Not exactly out of the ordinary, though. We did have kendo in a few minutes.

"Hi, Mori," I smiled politely, not sure how this should proceed, "How are you?"

"Fine…"

"Let me guess," I assumed, "You're here to be my bodyguard, aren't you?"

"Yeah." Dammit, Ritsu. I know this was your doing, but I already told you. Everything's fine. I pray for the motherfucker that dares cross me. I can and will end someone.

"Alright then," I wasn't going to fight him. Not yet anyway. I had to pad up first. But once I had my kendo pads on, all fucking bets were off. There was no way in hell I was letting Mori land a single hit on me. I had this. Maybe I went a little harder than usual, but I needed to know I could still kick ass like the old days. I needed to make sure that I haven't completely gone soft. And lucky for me, I still got it. Innocent bystanders watched intently as Mori and I had our dance. The two of us beating the ever living shit out of each other without another thought or a single care in the world. It was nice to vent like this. Because afterwards, the adrenaline rush made me all tingly inside. Granted, I'm tired as hell, but I got another couple rounds in me.

After we left the kendo room, Mori and I went off to go find Honey. He wasn't letting me go to the music room by myself. You really are my bodyguard today, aren't you, Mori? Ritsu's that paranoid, but I can't blame him. It's dangerous work we're in. And if it followed me to Japan, that's no fucking good. I came here to make sure shit like that didn't happen. Although, when I have an intimidating motherfucker like Mori around, I'm sure I'll be left alone.

"Takashi!" Honey ran out and jumped onto his shoulders, "Hi, Rei-chan! It's a rarity you ever come with us. What's the occasion?"

"My boyfriend's a tad paranoid," I admitted, knowing Honey wouldn't tell a soul about Ritsu and me, "And he's half assed hired Mori to be my bodyguard for when he's not around."

"I thought you were a fighter, though," Honey pointed out.

"I am," I confirmed, "Mori knows that better than anyone. But Ritsu's still got the radar up."

"Is everything ok?" he worried.

"Yeah," I brushed him off, "Don't worry about it. Like I said. It's just Ritsu being paranoid, I'm sure."

"That's good," Honey smiled sweetly, melting me in the way that only he could. Bless this little peanut. Hard to believe he could kick ass with the best of them.

Regardless, the three of us headed to the host club and I got comfortable in my section. As much as I wanted to host today, I had other things on my mind. There was a certain piece of literature that only existed in the music room that had me curious. The little black book that Kyoya kept so close to his person. He's got something on me. I wanted something on him. And I can guarantee there's some shit on him in that black book. It's probably the best bet. He's too shrouded in mystery for me to get any information on him from the others. Tamaki's his best friend and I doubt he even knows everything about him. But how am I going to get my hands on it?

I played my usual roll as the aloof host that could give two shits less about the girl sitting in front of me, keeping watch out of the corner of my eye. There has to be an in somewhere. I doubt that it'd be getting close to Kyoya. Getting close to Ritsu was seemingly impossible at one point. Getting close to Kyoya would be like getting a unicorn. But then…My window of opportunity not only opened up, but it was covered in neon lights and a fucking airhorn. Kyoya got up and left the room to take a phone call. To whoever it was on the other end, bless you. I got up from my section, making sure I wasn't being watched, and casually shoved his black book into my blazer. Success!

Then, the host club was slowly winding down and my last client had popped up in my section, "Excuse me. I have yet to be serviced…"

"Pain in the ass," I rolled my eyes, taking a seat next to him, "Hey, baby."

"Hi," Ritsu put his hand on my thigh, "Ready to go?"

"Yeah," I nodded as Kyoya came back in and sat back down at his desk, "But hold on a second. I want to see something play out."

"Huh…" Kyoya mumbled to himself, "Tamaki?"

"Yes, Kyoya?" Tamaki was in the middle of teasing some poor young girl into thinking she was in love, "What is it?"

"Have you seen my black book?" Kyoya looked in and around his desk, "I had a call about a prop shipment and when I came back, it was gone."

"Nobody's seen your black book, Kyoya," Tamaki pointed out.

"What?" I wondered, "Is it like looking into the Arc of the Covenant?"

"No," Kyoya kept looking, "It's just a very important book."

"What's in it?" I helped him look, knowing exactly where that black book is.

"Important club information," he told me, "That's all you need to know."

"I can't say I've seen it anywhere," I lied through my teeth, "But I have to get going. I got travel plans for the weekend. Is that ok?"

"Yes, yes," Kyoya continued to scramble, "Go ahead. We'll see you Monday."

"See you later, guys!" I waved behind me, following Ritsu out into the hall.

"I hope he finds the black book," Ritsu thought, "I might not be in the host club, but I know how fucking important that book is. Nobody knows exactly what's in it, but that's because he doesn't want anyone knowing. I think Haruhi said she saw over his shoulder once, but he closed it before she could get a good look."

"That's too bad," I winced, "You got any theories?"

"Could be a hit list," he shrugged, "But what do I know? You ready to go to Hakone?"

"I think so," I smirked, pulling out my ticket out of the host club, "And I got a little something, something for some weekend reading material, too."

Ritsu's eyes damn near popped out of his head, "Is that what I think it is?"

"Kyoya Ootori's little black book," I beamed, spinning it into the air, "Pretty great, huh? I guess you could say I have some sticky fingers."

"How in the hell…?"

"Kyoya left the room," I explained, "And I got my hands on some important club information. What can I say? I want to know what that important club information is."

"I can't believe you," Ritsu shook his head, "I can't say I'm not impressed."

"Thank you," I took my well-earned bows. From what I understand, this damn thing is practically kept under fucking lock and key. I'm proud of myself. Do I sound proud of myself? Because dammit, I'm proud of myself.

"Well?" he asked, keeping his voice down and grabbing the door for me, "Are you going to keep me in suspense or are we going to find out what's in that book?"

"Settle down, eager beaver," I giggled, "We'll find out in a second."

"Alright," Ritsu leaned up against his bike and waited patiently.

"Ok then," I cracked open the forbidden fruit. Important club information, huh, Kyoya? Because from where I'm standing, this was more than just important club information.

Tamaki cupped his face, staring into Haruhi's big, brown eyes full of sheer desire, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Please, Senpai…" Haruhi begged, in a puddle of his own sweat out of sheer nerves, "I just want us to be together. I don't care how. Even if that means…that."

"Well?" Ritsu wondered, "What kind of hidden treasures does the black book hold?"

"From what I can see," I chuckled a little, fanning through the pages, "This is just Kyoya's fan fiction about different members of the host club. And accompanying sketches."

"Who would've thought?" he shrugged, "Anything good?"

"Not really my cup of tea," I pressed on, finding a sketch done in ink of a couple familiar faces, "Hey!"

"What?" Ritsu looked over my shoulder, sudden confusion on his face, "What the hell…? Is that…?"

"That's us," I smiled, looking over Kyoya's drawing. I was drawn in short, pink lines. Ritsu was drawn in blue. And where we met in the middle, our kiss was purple. Kyoya, this is beautiful, "He'll get this back on Monday. Possibly without you and me in it, though."

"You think there's a story to go along with it?"

"I don't know," I put the black book back in my bag, "But we'll cross that bridge another time. Come on. It's already getting late and Hakone's two hours from here."

"Alright then," Ritsu shoved his keys in the ignition, "Shall we?"

"Absolutely," I got on the bike and the two of us took off.

A well-deserved weekend of the two of us and some peace and quiet. Although, when we went to make the turn to Hakone, we headed in the opposite direction. And all on back roads. I guess Ritsu's still a little paranoid. Which would explain why I didn't get to stop by my place before we left town. Oh, well. We'll live. But as we got further and further away from the city, I noticed we weren't going to Hakone. When we pulled into the parking lot of our bed and breakfast, I couldn't help but wonder.

"Hey, Ritsu," I swung my leg over, feeling a little like pudding, "What are we doing in Karuizawa?"

"You said you wanted to get out of town for the weekend," he pointed out, "So, here we are."

"But you kept saying Hakone," I argued, "So, what are we doing in Karuizawa?"

"Because," Ritsu explained, "If I would've said Karuizawa, there's a better chance we would've been followed here. If they were listening, chances are, your stalker would've gone to Hakone. Throws them off."

"Oh." I got to hand it to him. Ritsu knows what he's doing.

"You hungry?" he asked, "I'm sure the pension's dining room is closed by now, but there's a nice restaurant a little further in town. Or we could just go to the room and order something."

"No," I shook my head, "We can go out. That's fine. I'm fucking starving and I'd stab somebody for something good."

"Since I know you have your knife on you," Ritsu teased, "And I'm the only one within your reach, I'd rather you didn't stab me."

"Don't worry about it, baby," I climbed on his back, "I wouldn't stab you. Not unless you had it coming."

"Thanks, Rei," he giggled, "Love you, too."

I knew this was just a bandage on a gunshot, but for now, it'll do. It sucks that we're not going to Hakone, but Karuizawa would work just as well. When we were here the other day, I remember Ritsu already booking us a room, but I didn't think we were actually going to use it. Rather, I didn't think we'd have to use it. No. That's not what this weekend's about. I shook any thoughts of my ramen shop stalker out of my head and enjoy the serenity of the alone time with my boyfriend. Was that too much to ask?

Ring, ring…

"Hold on," I grabbed my phone, "I have to take this. Is that ok?"

"Tell the old man I said hi," Ritsu smiled, knowing damn well who was on the other end.

"Will do," I slid my finger across the screen, "Hi, Daddy."

"Hi, princess," Daddy's voice could sound like a hug some days. And today was definitely one of those days, "You doing ok?"

"I'm doing wonderfully," I smiled, "For the most part anyway. What about you? Everything back home running the way it should be?"

"Like a well-oiled machine, baby girl," he reported, "So, I got a call from Roy earlier."

Here we go, "Oh, yeah. And what did Roy have to say?"

"That you're not going to be in Tokyo for the weekend," Daddy's voice took a turn. A slightly angry turn. Goddammit, Roy. What kind of shit did you get me into?

"That's true," I confirmed, "But it's ok, Daddy. It's only a couple hours out of town."

"Are you by yourself?" he worried.

"No," I shot my company a wink, "And by the way, Ritsu says hi."

"It's good to know he's keeping his promise," Daddy relaxed a little, "Be sure to send my regards back."

"Ritsu," I called out, "Daddy says hi."

"Hi, Frankie!" Ritsu chimed.

"I like him, Rei," Daddy awed, "He's a good kid. And where are you?"

I took a quick look around, making sure no one was watching or listening, "Karuizawa. It's a pretty place, Daddy. Once it's light outside again, I'll take some pictures and send them to you, ok?"

"I'm looking forward to it." Dammit, I miss him, "Now, I might have lied to you a little bit, baby…"

"Oh?" Now, it was my turn to get pissed, "What's going on?"

"Just a little unrest in the underground," Daddy told me, "I had to go in and take care of it."

"And?" I wondered, "Is everything settled down?"

"There's a couple of guys from a rivaling family that have gone missing," he went on, "But it's taken care of. They weren't exactly top tier anyway."

"Ok," I let it go, "So, you got it? I don't need to make an emergency run home?"

"No," Daddy giggled a bit, "I got it, Rei. But could you do me a favor?"

"Of course," I listened intently, "Anything."

"Just…" he let out a heavy sigh, "Just be careful. Please."

"I will," I promised, "And for the times I'm not looking, I got someone watching my back."

"Good," Daddy approved, "So, what are you two kids up to tonight?"

"We were just about to get dinner," I told him, "Ritsu told me there's a nice place in town and my tummy's grumbly."

"Go ahead, Rei," he let me go, "Go eat. I love you, princess."

"I love you, too, Daddy," I shoved my phone back in my bag, getting the same feeling of melancholy I got every other time I hung up with him.

"Rei?" Ritsu picked my chin up, "You ok, baby?"

"I've been better," I forced a smile on my face, "Sucks that I don't have Daddy here. Apparently, some shit was going down amongst the families, but he took care of it."

"Can I ask you something?" he wondered.

"Go for it."

"What kind of business is the family business?"

"Our family is the closest the New York mafia has to police," I explained, "We're kind of like diplomats from family to family. If there's any possibility of war between the families, Daddy takes care of it before it can start. We keep the peace in the boroughs."

"And that's why the cops look the other way with you guys…"

"Because we do the dirty work they don't want to do," I nodded, "Now, you're keeping up."

"Hungry?"

"Starved."