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Eyes on me? cat_confused *shrugs* I don't know anything about that. She probably watched a lot of the people who came into the bar. Then again, I wouldn't blame her, a lot of them tended to cause trouble.

*sips her drink* Oh, the scene with the Tweedles was just finished. They're building the set for the White Queen's scene now. Ayami's playing the Queen of... was it clubs or spades? I can't remember which it was. cat_sweatdrop

*nods as Giovanni leaves, still trying to puzzle out his last comment. He hadn't said enough for her to figure it out from the rest of the statement* cat_confused I have no idea what he just said. Suggestive? No, that doesn't make sense. cat_sweatdrop

*shrugs* Sometimes people just aren't that observant.

*grins at Ayami* Good luck with your scene. ^_^ *sips her drink while she watches the new set being constructed*

*Arrived in Wardrobe as requested and he’s brought to a leather easy chair with matching ottoman. As he sits, he’s immediately handed a lowball of bourbon on the rocks. Finally, some respect. He removes his cigar from his mouth and holds it in one hand and takes a sip the drink in the other as he looks around. cool Gunter emerges from behind a velvet curtain and throws his hands gleefully up into the air as he does a quick spin. “G!” How wunderbar it is to see you, meine lipchen!! emotion_awesome *Gunter’s quickly turns from gleeful to a furrowed brow as he rushes right over and snatches the cigar out of Giovanni’s hand. He shakes a finger at him like he’s scolding him* We’ve TALKED about this, Mister Man! You are on detox! talk2hand *He watches Gunter put his cigar out and sits up in the chair only to have Gunter snatch his drink away and do some kinda ballet leap over to a sink. Speechless, he watches as Gunter dumps his drink and clap a couple of times to the kid that brought him over there in the first place.* Now you go and get “G” a Detox Smoothie…SCHNELL, SCHNELL! talk2hand

*Gunter saunters back to where Giovanni is seated and plunks down in the chair next to him and spins to face Gio. He pats Giovanni on the knee.* Now you just relax “G” and let Gunter show you the Meisterstück to adorn you on film. emotion_awesome *Gunter stands, walks behind Giovanni’s chair, reaches around him hands outstretched and thumbs pointing together so Giovanni can see through the 3 sided box he’s made in front of his eyes.* FEAST your EYES upon THIS!!! xd *The curtain pulls back and some buff hipster dude with red hair and beard comes slowly slinking down a catwalk to the sound of “Royals” by Lorde wearing some getup that looks like its right out of Pirates of the Caribbean except in red.

In complete shock and horror, Giovanni watches this scene unfold and he finds himself speechless. eek When the song is over, Gunter returns to the seat next to Giovanni and casually holds his hand up with wrists bent so his palms face the sky and with a smirk of conviction on his face. Weeeeeeeeeeellll?…………… emotion_awesome

*Gio sits here for a bit letting all that he saw sink in. He stares at Gunter expressionless at first and then slowly raises an eyebrow. emotion_eyebrow The kid Gunter sent off returns and sets a glass of that green gook Sergio gave him earlier and quickly moves to stand off to the side. stare Taking pause to try and collect himself and respond, he sits up with is feet firmly on the floor, leans toward Gunter and puts a fist into his knee so he can get closer. In turn, Gunter also sits forward as well and leans closer.*

…… Yous gots a voglia di morte. stare Hells gonna go freddo fore yous gets ‘Ol Gio ta wears dat. emotion_eyebrow Dat ain’t gonna happens…capiche? *With as much restraint as he can muster, it takes a whole lot for him to not grab Gunter by the head and smash it right into the table in front of them.* stressed Now, yous go on back dere an yous tailor ‘Ol Gio one a dem fine Italian suits ta wear…Capiche? Rosso. An dats ALL yous gets. stressed *He stands and walks over to the kid off to the side.* Yous bring ‘Ol Gio dat green merda again an yous gonna gets morto. evil *Giovanni walks away and Gunter sits there slumped in his chair completely deflated. Scheiße. stare

*While riding his bike in the hills outside of Geezerville, he pulls alongside a ridge for a moment to survey the scenery. Looking down along the flatlands, he notices activity going on at the old movie lot. Suddenly remembering that he signed up for a bit part in a project that TES had been working on awhile back, he puts his bike in gear and heads down to the lot.

Upon pulling into the movie lot, he finds an empty parking space, parks his bike and shuts it down. After removing his helmet and gloves, he leans over to glance in the side mirror and runs his fingers through his hair a bit before getting off the bike. Reaching into the saddle bag, he pulls out a silver object and installs the brake lever lock on the right grip, locking it in place. Confident that his bike is secure enough for the time being, he pockets his keys, then starts wandering around the movie lot to observe all the activity and find a place to check in at.* cool

Too tired and pissed off to drive, Antonio had one of Franco's boys who'd been running errands for him throughout this whole fiasco drive him to the lot. As soon as the car pulled into a parking space, he was out the door with his briefcase and storming toward the set while he chattered away in Italian on his cellphone to a contact in the Geezerville police department, listing off the things that need to be "taken care of". He soon found Tes in the director's chair, relaxing while he and his co-director/husband were partaking some heart shaped tarts from a plate on the flimsy fold-up table placed between them.

Even more irritated by seeing the dark elf be so casual after his own personal night of hell, he quickly wrapped up his conversation, tucked the phone away, and went straight over to the duo, knocking the pastry right out of Tes' hand when he went to take a bite.

"Ah... d**k! stressed I just saved these from the set crew, dammit!"

Without a word, Antonio pushed the plate over and set his briefcase down on the table. He retrieved from it a tablet and after some fussing with it, he handed it to Tes.

"Care to explain this to me?" stare

On the tablet played security footage from the nearby convenience store, showing Tes climb over the counter and beat the s**t out of the clerk. The dark elf's eye twitched as he watched it and at one point even squinted as he looked at it as if trying to better make out the blurry image.

"Don't play dumb with me. That is clearly you."
"Oh I'm sure it is... just... are those twinkies? Seriously? For a bottle of booze and twinkies? stressed The ******** is wrong with him?" stressed
"You mean, 'the ******** is wrong with YOU'. And there's plenty more of those from the rest of your clearly drug induced rampage."

Antonio snatched the tablet back and put it away in his briefcase.

Ehhh, Gio! surprised
Is Franco 'appy to 'ee yous.
Franco accepts the cigar and waves Gio into a little dressing room to light it up ninja He laughs to himself about how it's like sneaking around as teenagers again. Once they are secured inside he tries to get down to the middle of this kidnapping.
Hows yous find Franco, Ehh? What fuori di testa gone and rapito da Don, ehh? Franco 'ill make sure dat dis parolaccia knows dis aint no valere la pena.

eek
Yous mean dat blu saputo? Yous means to tell Franco dat fascina is be'ind all dis?
Franco pulls on the cigar only to break into a coughing laugh at his relief.
Dat burlone is da one 'olding up Franco? Oh, dis is class, dis is good. Dat saputo, he'll be rosso come un peperone when my boys are thru wit him.
Franco suddenly has a memory of TES holding up the jewelry store and speakign to him in Italian claiming he was Gio eek Franco goes into a shock for a moment trying to process what is going on with what Gio said and that memory. Franco goes pale then tries to resolve this issue with Gio since they are needing to be in this together.
Yous tell Franco 'ere, now dis, dis will sound pazzo but... I tink dat saputo crashed 'is car wit Franco inside. But dat burlone was speakin italiano sayin' 'e was yous!