She watched and waited, very patiently for the right time.  Carmeli didn't think anyone was lurking around the Headquarters at this time of day, so when she saw her sister, @VanessaHudgens, stroll into the kitchen area for breakfast, she quickly made her move then tackled Vanessa. The look on her sister's face made Carmeli smile with victory.  She helped Vanessa back to her feet before she turned towards the counter where the plates of food lay untouched.  Neither of the ladies were aware someone watched the pair of them in silence.

"Buongiorno mia sorella.  It's time for breakfast.  Venire.  Sit and eat something since we've got a big day ahead.  Things are done a little different here than in Wisconsin."

Carmeli took a seat beside her sister then reached for the black clutch she left on the table.  Odd.  It was moved a bit from where she had left it. Shrugging, she opened the clutch searching for the information on a certain gentleman Carmeli had been tracking down for a couple weeks or so now.  Her wallet was unclasped, so she opened it up with curiosity.  She hadn't seen anyone around, and Vanessa had just arrived after her.

Carmeli began counting her cash, thumbing through the small stack and frowned.  Granted she wasn't extremely wealthy by any means, but what she had she'd worked long and hard to acquire.  Okay maybe not very hard work, but some of those old ladies were as feisty as Carmeli is, and they didn't part with their purses with ease.  Maybe she just miscounted.  Probably, yeah had to be.  Carmeli pulled out the cash to recount it all just in case, and as she did, a slip of paper fell to her lap.

Carmeli picked up the paper with one hand, read it and gasped softly.  She quickly finished counting, and just as she surmised the stack of cash was a few dollars short.  What the hell.  After tucking the cash back into her wallet, Carmeli threw the wallet in her clutch then placed the purse down on the table with a bit more force than intended, causing Vanessa to query what the matter was.

"We're being taxed!  You won't believe what for."

She handed the slip of paper to Vanessa then chuckled softly as she glanced around the room hoping to spot the culprit.  This was insane.  Being taxed because they were 'pretty'?  At first glance, Carmeli had thought the paper said 'petty tax', but nope it said 'pretty tax'. 

What next?! Being taxed because they both had a wicked curvy sashay that made jaws drop with every move they made?  

Vanessa yawned as she got up from her bed in the Headquarters, she had a loft in Chicago too but decided to alternate so she could see her family, in the headquarters. Walking to the kitchen, she'd see her lovely and gorgeous sister, Carmeli, stand there as she quickly darted at Vanessa, tackling her to the ground. Vanessa let out a squeal as her sister took her down, exchanging smiles as she was helped back up.

Cereal was a pretty good morning food for her as it was simple and she was never really a morning person, so quickly pouring a bowl and sitting down, with Carmeli taking a seat beside her, she'd proceed to eat seeing her sister go through her clutch and money. Carmeli seemed pretty shocked and slammed the purse on the table, making Vanessa look over at her,

"What's wrong, hun?"

Vanessa listened and took the piece of paper she was handed, reading it to herself and about the new taxes they were being given, WHAT MADNESS!

"We're getting taxed because... we're pretty.." Vanessa sighed as she handed the piece of paper back to her sister and continued to eat her breakfast.

It couldn't of been done any more swifter. Wrench had only woken up recently after crashing here at the headquarters last night, its been awhile since he slept on a single one inch mattress. Walking pass the kitchen rubbing his eye thinking about the possibility of upgrading the living quarters around here for the poor new crew members joining the syndicate, until... 

Like a cat spotting a mouse Wrench froze at the sight of the pair, Carmeli and VanessaHudgens. They hadn't yet been aware of his presence. Carmeli, the sweet soul that she was went crashing into VanessaHugens for a love tackle revealing her stuffed purse on the table. Instinctively, without a thought in the world Wrench - although deaf-  pounced silently on to the purse swiping a hand full of notes with one hand and dropping one of his famous notes with the other.

Before disappearing just as fast as he came in. Oh if he had the power of hearing he would cheekily eavesdrop on the two right now, instead he tip toed back to his room to count the winnings from his new enforced taxing scheme.  

I wake up and rub my eyes as I lift myself off the bed. I look on both sides and see two women............ who I don't remember at all. A little sense of panic hits as I don't know where the fuck I am. Where am I? I push the women to my left off the bed and she plummets to the ground. She hits the floor with a loud bang and she still is sleeping like a baby. I wonder if we took any of that leftover coke I had. That would make sense. I find my pants by the closet and put them on. I look in the mirror and my hair is all messy and my eyes are totally blood shot. I tighten my belt and come out of my room. I quickly go back inside and look for my shirt. I can't seem to find it anywhere. I make my way down realizing I am at the HQ. I see both Carmeli and Vanessa Hudgens eating there and I grab a cereal box from the top counter. I find a seat and pour out some cereal. 

"Do any of you know where my keys are?........... Also my shirt?" I take my spoon and take another gulp of my cereal. I look around for the clock and it looks like it is noon! Already? Damn. 

I then see Wrench's car from the window and ask Carmeli where he is I need to talk to him. She points upstairs and I rush up there to go see Wrench. I get inside and he is looking though a pile of money. "Wrench buddy you gotta include Frankie in all your rackets man. Cmon I need to know what kinda score you got! You hit a bank? Ripped off a casino? Drug deal? What is it!!!!!!" I wait for a answer because I know it is going to be a great story. 

"Oh and also do you have any idea where my keys or my shirt is?"