"A few, but not many." Hathor replied.

"Well, not the switch specifically, but yeah." Jonathan confirmed.

Sapphire said "Paradise? Really?" She chuckled "Whatever man, it's your club. I'll be cleaning it up and then stopping by from time to time to see what you want in it and see if I can book some good DJ's"

"What's wrong with Facina?" Kelly said in all honestly, no hint of irony, no hint of sarcasm. "It's a great city." again she is not joking. "There's only one problem with it, and I'm taking care of it when I get back. The damn Angels of Death"

Kelly FINALLY got the hint and got quiet putting her arm over her leg as she started to think back to Facina...to home.

(Now, since Tyler going to prison was my idea and I had a plan and was planning on running it before you commandeered it and forced it into a co-ed prison Dillon, I request you let me control the guards)

Tyler roller over to face the wall again, rubbing his eyes. He’d pay the guards tomorrow to put him somewhere private. Worse comes to worse he could punch one in the face unprovoked and land in solitary confinement for a couple weeks.

Itsumi considered it and fished a hacker drive out of her pocket. She held it out to him. “Just insert it into the usb drive and give it a minute to work and it should get you in. It has about 256 gigs free,” she said.

Skyla followed Hathor, glancing at the people seated in here to see if she recognized any of them.

(Cause you sprung it on me and Facina causes enough disagreements as is. I would’ve controlled the guards either way)

"Manual, the only automatic stuff it does is hack the computers," Itsumi said.

"What does he do?" Skyla asked, equally quiet.

"He does recon, at night." Hathor replied with a smile at her own response. "Anyhow," she spoke up, straightening up and stepping forth. "Lets go bother the chef."

"Alright, I can work with that." Jonathan put the drive in his left pocket. "Sorry about this whole situation, its one of the flaws of our lack of circulating information."

(Oh okay, carry on then)

"Alright so, here's how it works." Hathor began, walking over to what appeared to be a notepad on the wall beside the kitchen door. "Just grab a sticky note off this," She pulled one off to demonstrate. "Get a pen, which there's mini-buckets on every table with a few pens in them, fill out what you want, make sure your name is on it, whatever you go by, then stick it to the little stand at your table." She motioned over to where she was referring to. "On the deliverer's way back, they usually go around, pick up the notes and bring them to the kitchen to be made. It's a bit more complicated, but we didn't want to risk an open airway to the kitchen in a base full of assassins."

"I hope everything goes well. For you, your sister, and now for my own neck I guess." Jonathan replied, this statement also being truthful. If he fucked this up, it could be bad for all three of them.

Kelly started to whistle to herself in deep thought. Sapphire's got something big planned but, Kelly...she needs to settle something first, as her mind wandered a bit.

“Kelly, for the love of god, that’s the opposite of quiet and almost worse than before,” Tyler said.

“Right,” Skyla said. She scribbled down sticky rice and a soft boiled egg for today, as well as some milk tea.

“Trust me, I know,” Itsumi said, glancing out the window. “The Yakuza didn’t send me. I intercepted the information and fled here. Their delayed arrival is probably because they don’t know half of what’s going on.”

“I’m gonna go finish Skyla’s room,” Itsumi said, disappearing back out into the living room.

Skyla laughed quietly before following Hathor.