[b]Priscilla[/b]

She listened to Jones as he told where he was going then felt his lips touch her cheek. She blushed again and almost melt in her seat as she looked at everyone then immediately straightened up. Priscilla scanned everyone as they ate then grabbed her knife and fork and started eating herself. She was getting a cold stare from Uncle Ralph after their earlier tussle but hell, she knew that he wouldn't dare put his hands on her - Not in front of everybody at least. When she saw that Jones had returned to the table and sat beside her, a huge smile spreads across her face.

Her eyes then looked up and seen Matt finally made an appearance down the stairs, she offered him a small wave followed by a smile. She leaned over to Jones and whispered into his ear. "How are things at the club?" Her eyes diverted upward when she seen The Don had graced them with his appearance. Even though she was apart of the Lombardi family, Papa Antonio scared her the most. She didn't know whether it was his power or the fact that at a snap of a finger, ten guys can jump on you and kill you. She definitely wanted to stay on his good side and she barely spoke to him.

Priscilla poured some more beverage into Jones' cup with a smile then got up from the table. She saw that most of the men and women were finished eating so she took it upon herself to gather the plates. She walked through the swinging door of the kitchen and sat the dishes on the counter, scraping out any excess food but with Ana's cooking there hardly was any left on anyone's plate. She sat the plates in the sink then leaned against the sink, sighing to herself while leaning against the counter.