Jak went and grabbed a ticket, glancing at a clock as she went. She was startled by the sudden realization of how late it was."Ah! I'vegottagobye!" she snagged her bag and ran home, hoping that her mother had not yet arrived back from work to discover that Jak had a shirt with blood down the front. Jak was a lot of things, but a good liar was not one of them. Her mother always saw through them, but if Jak could arrive ahead of her, then there shouldn't be any suspicion from her. At least, that was what Jak hoped would happen. It was always hard to tell what her mother was thinking.

The girl in the hotel room, meanwhile, was running in a completely different way. She had just checked out, and then promptly started to jog towards anywhere that was public, maybe crowded during this time of the day. Public was good, maybe the psycho wouldn't kill her in public. Maybe. She had her computer, but that might have to be ditched if they traced her IP, maybe she should find computer stores and operate out of those briefly, but either way, it was time. It was time to find the Vongola.

-Next Day-

Jak had been one for magic shows. 

She'd always wanted to go, but that was something she'd wanted to do with her father. She was excited to see the act though, the main magician was supposedly their age, which was kind of off putting. She could be a baseball star if she had that kind of drive, but instead she was currently a mafia member, here on mafia money, with her mafia boss, Naoto. Naoto in a suit with a tommy gun like in those old movies made her laugh, it was so out of character for him and not to mention that he'd probably somehow trip in the shoes or get caught on doors with the tie.

"Ah, sorry. I didn't think it would be this busy so I thought it would be easier for everyone just to meet up first. I guess I was mistaken," Jak said, she'd shown up early for the sake of seeing what the area was like. She kinda of liked scouting the area like a superspy. "Oh well. I guess we'll just have to try and-"

Jak was bumped by a shorter girl with black hair and wrinkled clothes like she'd slept in them. "Sorry. Wasn't paying attention." with that, the girl vanished into the crowd again, but while still being able to be close enough to the group to watch them, just in case. Hopefully she could tell them about the assassin later, if not, then she could stay out of sight like she usually did.