[ At least things were looking up after Mista was so defensive, that cocky attitude practically radiating from him. After a moment he looked around the café, trying to find something that he wouldn't be throttled for destroying and coming up with nothing. It wasn't that things weren't replaceable, but the last thing he wanted was for Reimi to think that he was trying to ruin her business.

After letting his hand rest on the gun's grip for a moment he finally let it go, offering a hand toward Caesar before gesturing toward the door. ]

Outside, I can't show you in here, someone'd probably get the wrong idea...

[ FOLLOW HIM, CAESAR. ]

...you pick the target, it doesn't have to be a straight shot but it does have to be something we can both see from right here. Sound good?