Jak had been ready to attack, yell, do something other than stand there watching Prospero insult Naoto. "Mafia or not, you're in charge Naoto. I've got your back." she'd stepped forward just in time for Propero to vanish with Naoto. "Merde," Jak cursed, "where'd they go?" she flailed her arms at the space where they vanished, but nothing. If she really was in the Mafia, then wasn't she supposed to protect Naoto? She was a Guardian of Rain, whatever that meant. She knew what a Guardian was, though. Someone who protects something precious. Her frustration didn't help her become more efficient, however. She just continued to flail her arms around, trying to find where they had gone to.
Artemis Whitmore, however, was not quite so lucky to have no attention drawn to her. I barely know any Italian... but I know 'mafia' and they're saying it an awful lot... Still, she had to say something to explain to the Italians that she wasn't an enemy. Say something! she held up her hands as though she were surrendering, then tried to say something in Italian. "Assassin! Ache! Mafia! Assassin! Ache! Vongola!"
If they don't lock me up in the looney bin after that... I'll be impressed. I sound like a complete loon, and I only knew the words for bad, assassin, and the names of things. This is going to go great... they'll definitely let me into their organization after I screwed with up... man I wish I'd watched more Italian television than anime... If only I'd bothered to take those self defense classes, maybe then I would be so pathetic... Arty could feel her knees trying to give out from under her. Come on girl, would Sakura give up? No. She'd punch the bad guys in the face! So go in there and punch this in the face!
