[B][I]Angelo Moriarti[/I][/B]

"I beg your pardon?!" The bespectacled Englishman snapped at the young woman who'd just barged in. He totally lost his cool, but a threatening glare from Angelo's eyes put him down before he could go any further. If there was one thing Angelo couldn't tolerate, it was Family infighting.

Angelo turned his eyes away from his sister as she asked him of their father's health. The man was dying, and even the best doctors in NYC couldn't figure out why. He wasn't overly old, he was never a heavy smoker or drinker... "He's resting," he replied, "I think he might start making a recovery soon. Dad's tougher than losing to a damn cold."

Smirking at his sister's following question, Angelo leaned back on the kitchen wall. "You see a reason why we can't rise to our former status? We got guns, money and manpower - more than Father had. We gotta take every opportunity that presents itself to expand our enterprise. We might be able to form an alliance with one of the more powerful Families, let relations build - that's something I wanna look into. We gotta make our influence spread over more of this city by any means possible if we're to take back what the Moriarti have lost."

"...Ms. Delaney, good evening." Angelo then said, "What brings you here?"

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[B][I]Maria Russo[/I][/B]

With nothing much going on, and her favourite cafe closing, Maria decided it was time to go home before it got too dark. Even if she wasn't regarded as a very important figure, her kidnapping or abduction could seriously damage the Russo's reputation. Staying out too late was almost begging for something to go wrong. "Thank you for your hospitality. Buonanotte, Mrs Voss!" The redhead called out as she left her table, leaving the money there along with a tip. The multicultural city was great. Civilian life seemed to be so peaceful...

"Stay safe, Miss Russo..." The German woman called after Maria.

For Maria, it would never be that 'normal'. She couldn't go back to being that part of 'everyone', she was a part of the Russo Famiglia and was expected to act like an obedient young lady should. ...All she could do was escape that dark world by not hanging around her family for too long, leaving home whenever possible.