"Caio, who in the Fuck says that?" Eli had to remind himself that he wasn't back home, he was in LA. People said shit like that here, though he never understood it.

The vehicle was a block away. To him it was perfect, while he did enjoy showing off, pretentiousness was not an endearing trait. 

As be turned the corner. He saw Harper and Ruby. He smiled, another chance to be smart ass and piss someone off to no end. Another chance to let Ruby know he wasn't a happy camper.

"Ruby! Look at you all out and about! Why, I swear every time we see each over the past while our livrs gets turned upside down. It's enough to make a man think the good lord has a plot against us both." Eli sounded happy, like he was talking to a long lost friend from back home. Both knew that wasn't the situation, Still Eli wasn't going to give her a chance to figure out what his inclination was. " Speaking of plots, I'm about to have a drink with my new friend, Jaden McFadden, you're welcome to join me... I'm sure you'll learn of our to be had conversation in due time." Eli tapped the burner phone I'm his pocket with the bottle of Bourbon in his hand. The Bourbon itst was a Pappy Van Winkle 23, the white whale for those who loved Bourbon.

Looking her friend or keeper or whatever he was Eli had only comment for him. "Bless your heart, ain't you pretty?" He turned back to Ruby. "Well if you don't join I'm sure I'll be seeing you again." With a wave Eli walked in the cafe. There was no one there that matched anything he had seen in the dossier. Either Eli had walked into trap, or someone else was sent. He had t a clue either but one guy did catch his eye. A guy from a really bad punk band no less. Eli couldn't help but at least talk to the guy, anyone that dresses like that during the day had to have something worth hear.

"Excuse me, might you know a man Jaden McFadden?"