Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-11644980-20140228173237

Ciano just shrugged. "Sure, why not?" It's not like he had anything better to do. Well, aside from skinning that rat, but that could wait until he came up with a particualrly potent interrogation tactic. He did so dislike sloppy, repeat performances.

After a few minutes he pulled up to the cafe in question, and pulled the car over by the curb. He stepped out of the car and glanced at the door, which was right on the corner of the building. The little business was set on the corner of two streets, so it wasn't that unusual of a design choice.

Allen shot a look up at the sign above the door: Han & Gretta's Cafe and Confections