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"But I'm going to help out. It was either they do this or they go and do something....." Dante trailed off. He picked back up again. "dangerous." Dante looked over at her. "Victoria. Please I'm fine. Plus you don't want to lay down when you've been drinking anyway. More risk there." Dante looked up at her and gave her a look of reassurance. "I'll be fine. Don't worry." He looked at her still as she stood there.

Dante looked up at Victoria again. He saw she was sorta glaring at him. "Fine. But remember this, I usually don't give up this easy." Dante chuckled a little bit. She already knew this, and he said it jokingly. "Yup they have the address. So you never answered my question." Dante asked her again, since he was persistent.

Dante laid down on the couch and fluffed the pillow under his head. He turned onto his side and faced her. Dante could tell that she had something to ask, but she was playing it off as if she didn't. He did a quick chuckle. "Are you sure about that? I'm thinking that you do. But I'll go with your answer" He took a drink of the milk that was on the table. Dante started to think. He would turn the table on her and ask her questions. "Ok then. Let me ask you this." Dante cleared his throat. "What made you take the risk of letting me stay here? Like we just met and everything. Plus you don't even know if I have a job or anything." Dante was being clever. He liked to see how people thought, and what they thought about. He also liked to read people before they could realize what he was doing. "I mean, ya you wanted to be a friend, but what's the real reason? And I'm not asking in a doubtful or mean way either. I'm just asking in a curious way." He started to dig deeper. He knew what he was doing as he said this. He wanted to see her reaction. Dante wanted to find out more about Victoria than he already knew or suspected.

"Seems legit." Dante said as he thought about the answer. He really was a good friend to Aria, sometimes at least, and he never knew it showed. "I don't know. I'm just not used to people being so kind I guess. Even myself for that matter." Dante began to think. He then turned the tables back on Victoria.

"Who said I didn't have a job. I said you don't even know if I do or not. But you were right. I don't have one, and I'll never need one either." Dante sat there for a few minutes before continuing. "Why would I let you do everything? Yeah it's your house, but you are the woman. The least I could do is be a gentleman and help." Dante began to think about himself. About how he was independent. About how he had to fight for everything he has. He also knew how tough it was, so he wanted to help those in the same situation. "Yeah being independent is nice. But it also brings stress. Look at me." Dante said before pausing. "I rather save people from stress, then to sit by and watch it happen."

Dante looked at Victoria with amazement as she angrily yelled at him. He never would expect Victoria to be the angry type. Not even violent. "Whoa calm down. It's not that big of a deal." Dante said before she heard her question. He normally wouldn't tell anyone why, because it's sorta shocking when you're talking about Dante, but he would this time. The only reason was that he was living in her house and she deserved to know, or at least he thought that. "Why not? Because I have money in the bank." Dante paused. He felt the sadness coming back, but he pushed it aside. "When Alex died his mom sued the city for wrongful death. Why? Because the police and medical units didn't come right away because it was "gang violence". She ended up winning A LOT of money." Dante emphasized the two words. "Since I was Alex's only friend and like his brother, and I also tried to save him, she gave me some." Dante paused again, before picking back up. "Since I was a child practically, my mom took it upon herself to invest most of it. It turned out good for me I guess, since I still have investments and still receive money every month from that. I also have my part Alex's settlement too."

Dante got quiet for a few minutes. He wasn't sure about telling Victoria about any of that. He was not the type that would have money. He was not the type to want money either, but he kinda had no choice. He knew he would not be able to spend all it by the time he died. That's why he also helped people out. Why he practically gave money away. As long as he had those investments and continued to invest, he would not have to worry, and could do what ever he wanted. "This is between me and you. No one needs to know. If you really want to know I can tell you how much I got." Dante took a risk there. He wanted to show Victoria why he was so independent. Why he did all those nice things for people. He wanted to show why tried to make up for his actions with nice deeds.

"If you insist. I won't have them do the work then. I'll just have them do something else." Dante said as he laid back down. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling as Victoria spoke. Then he heard her request. His heart sank at the thought. He couldn't let it show though. Not drinking was going to be the death of him. "You want me," Dante paused. He finally spoke again, "You want me to stop drinking?" Dante was quiet for a little while. I can't. I won't. I will and I must. I gotta do it. My body can't handle it anymore. But then again I can, so what does it matter? thoughts raced through his mind. He looked back at Victoria. "But-" Dante stopped as he saw the pleading look in her eyes. "Fine." Dante left it at that. What did I just agree to? Dante thought as the idea passed through his mind. He was in for a real challenge with this one, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for it...but he had to do it. Not just for Victoria but also for his family...and himself.

Dante checked his phone. It was 1:30 in the morning. "What time do you have to get up?" Dante asked as he set his phone back down.

Dante felt the kiss on his cheek. It didn't really phase him since he was still juggling the thought of what he just agreed to. He heard the answer to his question, "So you mean in about five hours?" Dante said with a chuckle. He thought about what all he had to do tomorrow. "We should probably get to bed?" Dante asked her. He could handle staying up all night, but she had to work, which would not go well with a short amount of sleep. "After all you have to work, and I have to," Dante paused again. Should I really tell her what I have planned? Dante thought before continuing. "I have to go buy a car tomorrow, and go check out some apartments." He knew that the car idea was not going to go over well with her.

"Well the last time I checked it was around thirty thousand. So I'm assuming it's still that much." Dante looked for her reaction. He knew something was coming his way, but he didn't know what. He watched as she showed signs of being tired, but she kept going. She knew when she needed to go to bed, so Dante was going to go with the flow.