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[b][u]Los Paraísos: Hell's Kitchen Restaurant[/u][/b]

“Don’t worry, I’ll look after the little missy!” Don’s thumb stretched out across the table towards Selan, almost knocking over and spilling several of the table’s glasses. “We can… climb onto one of the nearby rooftops and stake out the club from outside! I’m really, really good at staking things out!!”

[hider=Being really good at staking out]

[i]“Bro! Sis!” Don screeched out to both Moira and Syed. “It’s the thief! The thief!” 

Don scrambled back to the firework, and with a deft grab and flick of his lighter, sparked the firework up before setting it on the ground where it would then launch within the next 3 seconds. Don didn’t waste any time to watch the firework launch, instead he had already turned and began dashing in the direction of the cat wail, and the odd bobbing head he saw come from the alleyway further down the street. Whilst the getting was good, he was going to be sure the getting was got. He would nab this cat thief!

“Don, wait-” Syed tried to futilely protest before he and Moira watched the dashing Bro sprint across and leap from the top of the rooftop. They watched and gasped as Don propelled his body from the rooftop towards the next, determined to give chase and cut the time of pursuit that would slow him down if he ran through the streets, cutting it in half by dashing across the rooftops. 

As he flew across the gap, the firework shot up into the sky and exploded above. Don’s arms flailed wildly, before he dramatically landed on the next rooftop and braced his legs into a crouch as he did so. Perfect landing. He grinned.

Except, it was Don Capuello, so naturally it didn’t end well.

As Don stood up to resume his run, his footing slipped, and Don ended up tumbling backwards off the roof. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Moira and Syed watched him fall. There were some dumpsters conveniently lined below him that would help break his fall, but Don being Don, he didn’t notice these, and instead panicked as he began freefalling. One waving arm grabbed onto the edge of a fire escape, and Don used it to swing himself to safety…

…right through the nearest window of the apartment flats and into somebody’s home.[/i][/hider]

“We could gets capes and masks and protect the island like superheroes!” Don’s arm swiped across the table, this time pointing his thumbsup towards Trixie. His arm would have knocked over several glasses had Selan and Marcus lifted them up in time. 

“By the way… this burger is really, really yummy!” Don leaned back in his seat to glance past everyone towards the kitchen, his raised voice producing yet another thumbsup towards Crispin and Cid. “Compliments to the chef bro!” He yelled, before diving back in to munch upon his tasty beef burger filled with delicious tomatos and crispy lettuce. The only way to describe it was perfection. 

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“Clubbing…? Really…?” Estelle murmured, holding her head with a heavy sigh. She wasn’t sure about that. She’d never been clubbing before… how would that go? Wouldn’t she stand out like a sore thumb, with all the dancing and drinking and stuff…? And then she clapped her cheeks. It didn’t matter if she did or didn’t like the atmosphere, what was important was them trying to find these missing women and put an end to it. And even if the club sounded unappealing… it was the only lead they had. 

And then she remembered punching Thunderhawk when he suggested using them as bait, grumbling at how in the end, it seemed like the only option they might have…

She turned to look to Thunderhawk, as they all did after Aria’s comment deferring any decision to the rightful mission leader… who was currently looking at Estelle. 

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“I don’t really see any other choice then to investigate these places,” Thunderhawk replied, after a silent pause when he picked up a fry, dunked it in some dip and then munched off with his cheek propped up by his hand. Another absent minded hand swatted at the creeping hand from Aria that tried to steal his food. “I’m not going to force anyone to do anything they’re uncomfortable with, though. This is all up to you guys, but I’ll be going there. What other choice is there?”

Estelle’s grumbling grew louder and louder until she resigned herself to their fate. 

“Fine. Clubbing. [i]Okay.[/i]”

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“Sweet!” Josette fistpumped. “Cid, you bum! More drinks! We’re gonna go partying!!”