Walking the street, Joe could not help but grin at the little side action that Kenny had going on, raking in a little money for the family that would do wonders. He had to applaud the young man, knowing that he was doing his best in a time like this. It was something that always got him smiling as the younger generation thought of different ways to make money something that he often found he liked, it was a new way of thinking and a new breed.

"Kenny! Oh, sorry, was I interrupting something here? If I was, I apologize and I can come back later if need be."

He smirked between the two, wondering if they had something going on, then again, it was not his place to ask and instead he was going to walk away. Just before he realized that he had not introduced himself to the lady that had been talking with Kenny, scolding himself, knowing that he had better manners than that, he turned around and walked towards the lady. 

"Sorry, do excuse my poor manners, I'm Joseph Pavanno, it's a pleasure to meet you Stacy. I've never seen you around Detroit, then again, I am pretty new to the states and have barely been away from this place. It's a nice place, not better than home though."

As the three talk to each other a shady barrel chested man who had to be at least 6,4 walks up with a suitcase  and makes no introduction .Before anyone notices three more men come to this guy's side.

Aside from standing there and not saying anything he just stared at the three people talking . Kenny thought the man was silently making his choice for a purchase. Once their eyes locked Kenny knew it was of a different nature . 

Before Kenny could say anything the man took the briefcase opened it and slide it to Kenny . It was a briefacase holding $500,000"YOU ONE OF THE RUSSO BROTHERS RIGHT ?" Cutting Kenny off midanswer he reached inside his coat pocket. All three pulled their weapons on the unknown man .

The guy only raised his eyebrow in disgust and threw his hands up while telling his protection not to shoot."Look I don't give a fuck about any of you I have a score to settle ..wanna help? I mean there is 500k in it for you,Mr.Russo." said the shady figure .

"You're not interrupting, mate. Relax" Kenny gives Joey_Pavanno a smile then extend his hand to him to do a handshake. He listens to the man introducing himself to Stacy. "I'll be right back friends." Says Kenny as he walks towards the butcher shop, he enters and listens to the bell singing then looks at the old man who heads the butcher shop, he walks quickly towards the counter and says to the man.

"Hey - get that bottle of bourbon that I left here earlier?" The old man nods and gets down on his knees, searching for the thing in the counter, he gets up and hands it to him, Kenny nods at the man, say his thanks and walks back to the truck.

"Hey, Joe. Got this thing for you, interested?" He arrives holding the bourbon bottle in hands and a smile on his face. He knows that Joey is a bourbon man and after he learned that, he always kept a bottle around in case he shows up because one day, Kenny gave him an awful tasting beer and he could see on Joey's face that he didn't like that one bit.

Heinrich had befriended a local colleague while he offered guest lectures at Detroit University on German, Prussian and Holy Roman history. He wished to ingratiate himself with the man further in the hopes of facilitating a transfer to Philadelphia University. It would greatly bolster the campus's faculty and add to his own case for assuming the role of Associate Dean.

Through some discrete inquiries with the custodial staff as well as a few students, he had discovered that the man enjoyed his fair share of refined tobacco. Never one to miss out on an opportunity, Heinrich intended to offer the man a suitable gift at a dinner later that week, before inviting him for a brief visit to the East coast.

Having established his plan, he went out in search of a product worth gifting. Wherever he asked, he was pointed in the direction of a particular establishment at some distance from his Hotel. So he made his way to the premises and approached someone who looked like he was in charge.

"Guten Morgen. A carton of your finest please."

"Huh, you are a fucking lad mate! Cheers!"

Joe took the bottle of bourbon and then noticed the man from before that was offering Kenny money to help with a score to settle, he looked between the two, unscrewing the bottle of bourbon and having a giant swig from the bottle, enjoying the taste as he made sure to hold it tightly in his hand. He wondered what was going on here, yet he saw another man that seemed to actually want to buy a carton of smokes. He knew this was good business, for a man like him to buy smokes? He knew that something must have been wrong. 

"Oh did you want some of the bourbon? When it comes to bourbon, a man can only hold back so much. You know Kenny, it's good money that you could use to help you elsewhere, should I deal with this while you give this guy the smokes he wants, eh? I don't mind, I'll keep him busy and find out what's going on."

Joe took another sip from the bottle before standing up, walking over to NARLY, the man that seemed to be in a foul mood since he came onto the corner. He suppressed a laugh before raising his hand and knowing that the laughter had subsided, he did not give KennyRusso a choice, knowing that he had to deal with his customer.

The young woman continues to listen to what her friend KennyRusso is telling her. So they were in the same city and even district? Damn, that must have also been pretty scary for him, as well as a shocking experience as he most likely saw her body is what the woman thinks.  ''You see I try to deal with it, but it is of course not easy. I wish I could sometimes talk a bit more to my mother but what can you do.. and about the cigarettes well... I will make very sure to at least visit your shop once per week and resell them to idiots'' she laughs a bit at the last part. With idiots, she means the customers, which are not business savvy and buy them for way more expensive, that would be the norm for those type of goods.

 It took only a few moments before her friend had to leave her for a bit and now she was alone with Joey_Pavanno for the brief time. The young woman looks at him and nods. ''Stacy is my name if I can help you in any way to have an easier time to find your way around the states than never hesitate to ask me although they are probably better suited for that, as I am from the windy city, not the motor city''  and points at the men behind her.

He hummed as he looked down in his hand, it seemed that he had already begun drinking a little too much as he seemed to confuse the man for NARLY, he shook his head and knew that it was time for him to let KennyRusso handle this. He walked back over to the wall, leaning against it as he watched Stacy, she walked over to him, clearly wanting to discuss something with him. He knew that she was from Chicago, he could tell by the way she dressed. 

"Nice to meet you too. Heh, these guys?? They are useful for the motor city indeed, maybe I'll come to Chicago sometime and you can show me around then. It'd be more appropriate after all."

Joe drunk the bottle of bourbon, he knew that he should probably stop drinking and instead put it down for a while, leaving it to sit there as he did not want to become too reliant on the alcohol. He had seen that effect on his mother and it was nothing pretty, nor would it ever be pretty. He could see why his brother had left home. 

"Heh, so what businesses do you do? You seem capable of running a business, if I came out to the windy city, would I see the spotlight shining down on its number one restaurant, Stacy's bistro?"

He laughed jokingly, part of him was seriously wanting to know if the woman before him was like him, a legitimate businesswoman that wanted nothing to do with such illegal business that often got people killed.

Heartless haven't walked throw all DT streets yet, so he always tried to go for a new place and new streets in the city, he deeply think inside his soul it is a good chance for him to get close to people by seeing them in the business streets and visit their shops, he was sure that this can be the first step for good friendships that can live for long and long time and bring families close to each other.

After some walk in the streets of corktown, he saw a place he haven't been there before, it was Kenny's Corner, He walked in to see what they have there, he saw that sell cigarettes, he looked on the rows they have, he was looking for something but he couldn't find what he wanted there, he walked to the guy who was selling the boxes, 

"Excuse me, I was looking to buy some cigars, can I find some in your corner ?"

 He asked while he was hopping to find some so he won't have to travel outside the city to buy some.

"Get back here you son of a bitch!" The scream can be heard throughout the street. TylerDurden's crew was back in town and the chaos the country was accustomed to had commenced once more. A mid to late twenty year old man bearing the marks of Fight Club came running around the corner. The kid stopped in surprise when he saw a cigarette truck parked in the way.

"There you are you fuck!" KTI yells as he spots the kid and runs at him. The kid throws up his hands preparing for a fight. KTI throws a nearby cigarette box at the kid, knocking him off balance. KTI throws the kid to the ground and starts throwing punches into the kids face. 

"You fucker, make me chase you!" "You're kind are not fucking welcome around here, you hear?!"

KTI grabs the barely conscious kid by the coat and drags into the middle of the street "Fuck you for even showing your face out here!"

KTI unholsters his pistol and places one round into the kids forehead. He holsters his pistol. Visibly out of breath KTI waddles back over to the cigarette truck and takes a seat on the tailgate. He hands the person running the truck on this day ten dollars. 

"Here, I will take whatever this gets me." KTI says in between breaths. 

He felt a great need of stocking up some smoke so LonelyWolf moves up the street there tha shop were and enters through the doors and get up to the shop-owner and says to him;

"I have 2 boxes of your red ones, here you have $20 for it, btw do you have someything I can carry those boxes in?"

Giovanni parked his car beside the inconspicuous truck after seeing the menu around the back. He could use some cigarettes and these prices were simply a steal. He recognized the mobster known as KennyRusso inside and headed towards the truck with renewed confidence in the deal.

"Hey there, fellas. How are you doing? " he scanned the boxes inside the truck and decided on a "brand", silently nodding.

"I'd like two boxes of the reds, please." he chuckled "These are incredibly cheap, really. What a great deal."

Jukera_Dale handed him the boxes and collected the money swiftly and discreetly, leaving Gio with the feeling these were smooth sailing deals ridding under the police's radar. He hadn't seen a dick in blue for quite a while now, had him wondering where could they be.

"Whatever this is, it's a well oiled machine"

He promptly loaded the boxes into his car, peaking over his shoulder for possible police, but the coast was clear as far as he could see. After he was done, he went back to say goodbye to the mobsters and rode into the heart of the motor city.

LonelyWolf found himself completely out of smoke so he went in and buy 2 red packacke and thanks the clerk for it and continue out in the streets with a smoke in hand and a smile on his face, now its time for big business in detroit again he thinks.

"Hey Kenny, Im out of smoke so I will have two red boxes of those great smoke you got"

Outside the shop he opened a pckage and takes out a smoke and fired it up and take a long and warm smoke on it........aaaa it feels he thought and started of wandering to next point in his business in Great Detroit.

The woman came into this city for her about fifth time already. However, it should be the second time only, that she visits Kenny´s corner. As she enters the truck, she looks for the owner. It does not take long at all to find KennyRusso, as it is a not a small truck but where can he hide? It is after all still quite narrow, and he is usually the only person to wait here for the customers.

'he woman slowly but surely approaches the man and greets him ''Kenny! How are you doing today? Are you still dying inside here, because it is a lot too warm? I did, by the way, manage to sell your cigarettes for about three times the price to some people so quite the profit I made there with your help. I also held my word and told them, about your place where they can get a lot of high-quality goods.''

"Oh, hey!" Kenny says as he sees Stacy, he places the box that he was holding in the floor to give her a big hug, after that he looks at her, listening to what she has to say. He gives her a warm smile then kicks the box into a new place.

"Today isn't too hot. I can finally do work inside this damned truck." He smiles while he jumps off the truck, he signals her to do the same and she does, as they are on the ground, he takes a seat on the chair next to the back of the truck then looks at her.

"Good to know that you made a profit! Some people came here telling me that a strange girl with a strange hat told them about the place" He opens a sarcastic smile, mocking the hat she used to wear. "Gladly you're not using that thing anymore, huh?" He points at her head shaking his finger in the air. He leans back on the chair and stretches a bit. "You look better this way."

Stacy gives KennyRusso a smile as he now also notices her and greets her much to her pleasure of course as she considers him a famous person for her. She gives him a big hug back and wonders what was inside the boxes, that he was carrying? Most likely some more tobacco and cigarettes, that he could sell to others here. After all, it is precisely his speciality.

The woman listens to him nagging about the work and just nods, while she follows him, jumping off the truck. Staying inside there for multiple hours would probably make her crazy after some time mostly because the woman could not move around too much, which is what she needs. ''At least you got the weather on your side today. What were you carrying there? Some fancy new cigarettes or just resupplying your stock?''

Stacy is curious as always and laughs a bit when he mentioned that the new customers talked about a strange girl. A fitting description for her for sure. She looks at his finger which points towards her head, to which she magically moves her hands up to only then realize what he was talking about her hat. She raises an eyebrow and asks ''What was so bad about it''

"Was just resupplying. Maybe I will need to close up shop. NARLY is M.I.A. and the supplier doesn't trust me much. Sad thing though. I love this truck." He gives places his hand in the back of the truck lets out a sigh.. That truck is one of the things that his brother, Anthony Russo left for him. He doesn't want to leave the old truck parked somewhere without being used. He extends his hand and pulls out a big box filled with cigarette packs and places it on the floor. He looks at Stacy and kicks the box near her.

"This is for you. Keep selling and making a profit while you can." He listens to her asking what was bad about the hat and can't help but laugh a bit. The hat was cute, but he never liked it for some reason. He doesn't even know why.

"Well, it wasn't ALL bad." He giggles a bit then adds. "You look better without it though. As I already have said, your hair is nice. No point in hiding it in some strange cowboy hat."

BorisJohnson checks his pockets and looks around furious he has lost his packet of cigarettes he mumbles to himself before spotting Kennys Corner store

"bah"

He walks into the corner store 

"i'll have 3 boxes of White Cigarettes"

"Hey Kenny, hand over 3 boxes of red boxes so are my week saved and dont have to hunt those anymore in the streets"

Aleks walked into the store and saw Kenny.

”Hi Kenny, how are you friend?”

”Is there any chance that you can supply me with those fine cuban cigars that I love?”

Aleks smiled, because he knew Kenny was capable of doing everything.