Rowan tipped her beer to Evan as he said cheers before taking a long sip from it. The taste was a bit refreshing to her and it was nice to have something to take the edge off a bit. Anyone that knew Rowan knew that she could hold her liquor rather well despite her relatively small size though so it was unlikely she'd be feeling the effects of just one beer. As Evan spoke up again, she looked over at him, lifting her brow curiously as he brought up the job that he had for tomorrow. Listening him explain that it was another debt collecting job, she nearly got disappointed. It sounded like it wouldn't be much different than what she had done that day. 

However, he quickly made it sound more interesting as he described the clients to be smaller ones with less class. Rowan laughed a bit as he mentioned the likelihood of them trying to charm her. She was about to respond to him when the waiter returned with their food. She paused and turned to flash the waiter a smile. "No I'm fine too actually, thanks." she said with a small nod. SHe watched the waiter as he dipped his head politely. 

"Enjoy your meal." He smiled and walked off leaving the two alone again. 

Rowan watched him leave for a moment before turning her gaze back over to Evan. "Well it sounds like fun." she said with a smirk. "I'm sure I can handle whatever they try. Besides, might be fun to toy with them a bit. If they're as scummy as you say, I'll be sure to get their hopes up just enough before I tell them who my brother is." She was just excited to have a bit more experience with the business her family ran. She was confident she could deal with whatever crude things these smaller clients did. Besides that, it wasn't like she would be going alone either. If anything went wrong, she'd have Evan to watch her back. 

She took a bite from her sandwich, enjoying the flavor of the freshly made food. As she swallowed her bite, she looked over at Evan and grinned. "So what do you think of the sandwich? Did it live up to the hype I gave it?"

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Damian stepped out of the car and trailed behind Iris to the door, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he waited for her to open it. Observant as ever, he didn't fail to notice the way she fumbled with her keys. [i]Nervous?[/i] He pondered. He didn't dwell on the thought for long. After all, it made sense for her to be nervous or even scared. She was about to live with someone who was rather dangerous. Or at least, who she thought to be dangerous, since he had no intentions of harming her. As she finally opened the door and suggested for him to wait at the bottom of the stairs, he nodded his head. "That's fine." he agreed, moving to lean against the wall as he waited for her to pack. 

It wasn't long before she reemerged from her room with two suitcases and set them at the top of the staircase. Knowing that was his cue, he pushed himself off the wall and headed up the stairs to collect them. He just started to pick them up when his gaze drifted towards the room she had disappeared into again, wondering how much she was intending to pack. Shrugging it off, he turned and carried the two bags out to the car. It didn't take him that long to load them up in the trunk of his car, admittedly having to move around a shotgun to make the extra space before shutting it. He turned and headed back inside, surprised to find that Iris must have still been packing. 

He raised a brow and began to walk up the stairs to check on the girl, wondering if perhaps she was having a difficult time. Damian knocked lightly on the open door and then stepped into the room, blinking with surprise as he found out that it was empty. His dark eyes widened as they fell onto the open balcony doors. He raced over to it and leaned on the railing as he looked out, searching for Iris, who was clearly making a break for it. Though it was dark, the dim lights from nearby houses still managed to let him make out her small silhouette as she raced towards an alley. 

For a moment, Damian considered not going after her. After all, how hard would it be to play it off to his gang that she had just merely escaped while his guard was done? However, the thought was quickly tossed aside. Though he may have been willing to look a bit incompetent, his gang would look for her and he wasn't sure he wanted any of them aside from Rowan or Evan dealing with her. Plus there was still the threat of a rival gang catching word of it and tracking her down themselves to use her as bribery or worse against him. He couldn't let her get away. 

Turning on his heels, he raced out of the house and jumped into his car. Knowing very well where that alley ended at, he stepped on the gas and took off down the street, intending to cut her off before she could even make it to the other side.