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Ivan looked up at the crimelord as she attempted to insult him and the biker girl who had walked in seemingly out of nowhere. It seemed as if Rebecca was claiming that he dropped in on the conversation intentionally, which was not the case. Ivan decided to correct the clearly ignorant crime don. The Ukranian spoke in a thick accent.

[color=Silver]"You seem to be mistaken about my intentions here, Miss Valentine. I simply entered this library to read some literature and touch up on my English. I did not wish to intrude on your petty mafia dealings. And getting your... Drunken hitwoman to try and intimidate me into leaving was rather unnecessary. If you had asked politely, I would have gladly taken my literature to a different corner of the library. Good day."[/color]

Ivan took his books up in his hands and walked over to the other side of the reading area. Those dons and their superiority. Always believing they could control whoever they wanted. Ivan wondered if he should have that irritating Irish hitwoman killed. She was rather irksome. He opened the first page of The Godfather by Mario Puzo. A rather fitting novel for the situation at hand.