Antonino listened to her as she talked about Freddie as he went to the fridge and pulled out a pan of leftover lasagna, sat it on the counter, grabbed a plate from the cabinet, sat it next to the pan, then took the spatula still in the pan and scooped out a heaping pile of yummy goodness onto the plate, then stuck it in the microwave and nuked it for several minutes. Whether she naturally sounded they way she did or was purposely trying to sound ghetto, he wasn't too sure, either way, it was slightly irritating, but he decided to chalk it up to youth and having to live around Freddie. He gave her a ballpark figure on the amount owed, the truth was he wasn't concerned about the money since he used it to pay off Freddie's hijacking buddies, even if his plan hadn't worked as expected, Freddie was still between a rock and a hard spot.

He took the plate out and moved over to the island table after grabbing a fork and sat down and began mixing up the pile of noodles, cheese, and meat as she now went on about how she able to drive fast from one end of the town to the next. He chuckled to himself thinking, [i]”Nascar drivers are fast too….In lefthand circles”[/i]. She must have heard him chuckle cause she got mad and her voice went up an octave or two, which sat the dogs off only adding to the irritation, “[b] ALL RIGHT ENOUGH[/b]”, he bellowed then got up and went to the fridge, grabbed two chunks of raw meat, tossing one to each dog then returned to the table.

Antonino picked up the fork then looked at her to see if she had calmed down, then took a bite, chewed and looked at her again, “Ok first off, you don't wanna tell me where to find Freddie, that's fine, it'll just take a little longer for Bruno and his boys to find him, it'll just go harder on your Brother when Bruno does find him, cause Bruno don't like to feel his times wasted… as for not sleeping with anyone, well that's ok too,A willing prostitute more productive than an unwilling one, but keep in mind, your ass is still mine till I get my money”. He took a couple more bites then continued, “And yes, your Brothers a piece of shit for what he did to you today, for that alone, he deserves to sleep with the fishes, but I do have to say I admire your loyalty to the bastard regardless, such loyalty in this business is not so easily found. So since you've earned my respect by that aspect, I’ll not ‘persuade’ you to sleep with anyone”.

“Oh and by the way, help yourself to what's in the fridge, since I don't know what you like, but the strawberries ARE MINE, you’ve not gotten strawberry sharing status, touch them and I cut off your fingers and feed them to my two voracious hellhounds here”. He said pointing down at the dogs chowing down on the last bits of the raw meat, tails wagging rapidly. “So you think you can drive? Hmmm, Well as it so happens I've got a few friends that run a street racing club, prove to them you can drive and I might just give you a job, you can pay off what your Brother owes and still take home more after one race then you'd make in one year delivering pizzas if you're good of course, and… loyalty has its rewards”. He ended with a wink, then focused his attention on his snack letting her a moment to go get whatever she ended up finding to eat.