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"No, that's just my ideea of turning you on in a car. never gotten road head before?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, entering the restaurant and waving at the owner. Korean spilled from his mouth, chatting with the owner who looked pleased to see him, Dmitri just as happy as him and Amros were seated. The owner left to go get the appetizers, the leader looking at Amros and picking up the menu. "Quaint little place, isn't it? The appetizers are mandatory, you'll love them. I know I do. Their dinner menu is full of soups or boxes, I myself prefer the soups, they're absolutely delicious." he said, browsing through the menu, cheek rested upon his fist. "I think I'll have another soup today, though."

"Oh trust me, they'll bring out their own appetizers, they're free." He explained, and as if on cue the man came out with a large tray, placing them down. In his best english he explained that the appetizers were, in order of bowl, bean sprouts, vinegar pickled radishes, spicy pickled radishes, kimchi and broth soaked tofu. Dmitri let him walk off again, immediately going for the white, vinegar pickled radishes with his chopsticks. "And of course you're buying, you treated me, but if you needed the money I'd pay my half." he said, eyes browsing the menu all over again. "Soup it is for me. Now be a dear and explain to me, hm? you said you would. Sadly I left my pole in your car, ahaha!"

Dmitri moved the appetizers closer to himself when realizing that Amros didn't want any, that was dandy, more for him. "The top policemen, eh? Am I that much of a threat? How interesting, it's not like I've ruined political figured or anything. Not that that it isn't a bad idea, hm, corrupted government." he giggled. "Not that it isn't corrupted enough anyway, am I right?" And placed another cube of radish in his mouth, looking at the first picture. "Hello Robert, you look absolutely hideous." he teased. but know one knew his inside guy? That didn't make much sense, someone had to know who his leak was, but they'd covered it up rather well to where the silly little peons couldn't guess. Obviously that man must have been high up as well. "All right, who else?"

Robert McConnell, someone he'd need to get close to personally.

"Toby Andrews, head of research. Jacob Lorens, techie, Rolph Hamick, main analyzer." he repeated, looking at their faces, tracing the most obvious features like eye color, hair color, and oddly enough their nose shape. "Now which order do we destroy them in, I wonder. We could always aim straight for the throat." he said with a grin, finger running across Robert's neck, Dmitri's grin growing crooked. "So much blood always happens when you aim straight for the neck, the jugular, a carotid artery which is the main transportation of blood to the brain which delivers the orders." He giggled, looking at the other three, organizing them on the table. "If our dear friend Robert is the brain, who is the path?" He mused, tapping the three faces. They had an analyzer, a researcher and a techie. The techie gave the mole what he needed, so he was the blood linking the brain and the rest, that would mean the analyzer was the path, and the researcher was the body holding them together.

"what a beautiful game this is turning out to be, don't you agree! That leaves us with two people to kill, severing the body from the brain." Not that Amros knew what he was thinking, to separate the body from the brain, you had to sever the artery, but what if, "What if we infected the body, instead?" and smiled at Toby, the restaurant owner coming out and speaking.

"What would you like to order?"

"I'll take your mushroom-tofu soup and an iced tea." the leader said, handing over the menu, stacking the pictures together with Robert looking at him. "I'm going to have so much fun tonight~" he purred. "You're so wonderful, Amros, I see why you moved straight to the top. What move do you think I should take?" Not that it would matter, Dmitri already had everything planned out straight down to the button of the man's clothing.

Dmitri smiled, feeling the leg against his own. "I won't get infected because I won't do any of it myself, you have someone else for that, and if they're infected." He chuckled. "Well you take some medicine to get rid of them, don't you?" An overdose will fix them right up, wouldn't it? it tended to fix a lot of things. "Perhaps I should, cut off all links with our little snitch. And with our snitch floating in a sea of sharks by himself, he's bound to be ripped apart." the boss gave a small laugh, like a child entertained by a game or a toy. Soon his legs tightened around Amros's, Dmitri letting go and leaning over the table to stroke the blonde's face. "And you need to be patient and wait until tonight, Amros love. You wouldn't be the first." And pressed his lips against the mans before breaking away and sitting back down. "And killing any of them is a good idea, it would cause utter chaos. After lunch, however, learn of the weaker ones, the ones who do the dirty work for these four figure heads. How many wounds can we inflict before the white blood cells come to destroy the infection?"

"You will?" Dmitri asked curiously before laughing softly. "Silly Amros, I can't have you do all the work, you'll be exhausted. I'll have other people doing other chores. If you're the common denominator they'll find you out and strike you dead. I can't have that." And listened to the explanation with a smile. Amros was saying so many things that Dmitri had already planned and took in account, perhaps he was not as brilliant as he thought. "Just like you went in deeper?" Dmitri asked, substituting the mole for Amros temporarily. "Your spot is secure, the chances of you going any higher are very slim, and it gives the police plenty of time to find a new team member after he's dead because you'll keep on delivering papers ever Wednesday, right?" He laughed rather loudly, chair tilting back somewhat. "It is a very good plan, but sadly I've thought of that which is why you aren't doing all the work, Amros. If I spread out the missions I'll get my job done easier, everyone else will not get caught, and if they do I'll give their families bail money."

he rocked back and forth on the two back legs gently, continuing to chuckle as though he'd heard the funniest joke. "I know Amros, it takes time to execute what I'm thinking. Playing Monopoly takes less time. Oh it will be beautiful, so much chaos, it's the ambrosia for my soul." he sighed. Of course they'd be suspicious of their own people, it was beautiful to see people turning on one another. But quickly he sat forward again, spreading the pictures in his hand like they were a deck of cards. "But who to have who take who out. Rodney is a good man, but if we have Alicia is a great sharpshooter, she's been on maternity leave right? Hm, we'll have to get her next week then. Of course Brandon is good at cleaning up messes, but so is Lucas." And the boss continued his mumblings until their food was brought out.

"For not being the mole out seem rather worried Amros, hiding a secret I shouldn't find out?" He asked, patting his pockets but pausing, resting his elbows back on the table and eating another radish. "And you could, somehow gain my affection so if you were the mole I'd use true love to find a way past it! Of course if you've got to kill them, kill them. Before you joined a man's wife was reporting our activities to the police, and as punishment for him having a snitch of a wife, I myself shot her. Of course he wasn't pleased with me giving her a painless death so he tried to kill me, and I shot him down. His kids are currently ina different town with no knowledge of how they died aside from murder. he paused, looking at his blonde friend. "Few months after that you joined. What an odd coincidence." And sat back as the man came out with their food, piping hot. "Thanks." And began to dig in, remaining silent for most of the meal, looking at the pictures every now and then, writing on the back of them with a pen. Even while eating the man never seemed to stop working.

"If you die we'll just see who takes your spot." he said through a mouthful of tofu, scribbling a few more notes, meal nearly done. "No doubt they'll catch on, they wouldn't fall for a trick they're putting on another, I've got that covered as well, no worries. Hm no that won't work." And scribbled out the recently added note, writing down something new before drinking the broth from his bowl.