Artemis had been not paying attention to the mafia kids until Daisuke yelled for her to help him. She just kind of looked at him for a moment, surprised that he was even among their ranks. He was like a large child, yelling and bouncing off the walls. "Sorry, food or a movie isn't worth it if Ms. Dmitriev decides to lop off my head..." Artemis gave him a nervous smile and rubbed her neck, her hand placing her small gadget into her lap. She laughed for a moment, watching Daisuke be a spaz and the other's faces turning red as they hung upside down -until she felt something move above her head and someone started yelling about something and she looked up to see a rapier not even a centimeter from her nose.
Apparently this guy was a surprise to everyone, not just Artemis, as Sonya was questioning him. Of course, she'd prefer it if those two didn't have a conversation at swordpoint above her head, but she didn't know what to expect from this group. From what the translator said, one of them asked about the 10th generation Vongola boss and he was... compassionate? No, no, it must be mistaken. There's no way that a mafia boss would be that caring.
Jak listened to Sonya as she spoke about the last leader of the Vongola. It was strange to hear that the Vongola wasn't interested in destroying homes or families randomly, like in the American movies she'd heard about. She would also prefer to see it right side up and not upside down, but didn't care either way. Jak was mostly focused on not failing again. True, this caused no real issues in the end, but she still counted it as a failure. She didn't do what was asked of her and she was getting off light. If she failed at home, Mother would never let Jak forget it until the older woman died.
Not to mention, Sonya's description of the tenth generation boss of the Vongola sounded a little like... Naoto. Which was surprising because Naoto was so far from the hardened criminal that she'd actually had to stifle a giggle at imagining him running around with a tommy gun. Not to mention, the mafia was surprisingly well equipped. She'd thought organized crime like the mafia had died out years ago. Instead here they were talking about how Sonya could have granted any wish on the planet. Well, almost any wish...