"Wow you have really surprised me" he laughed out loud, hearing about the folder containing information of Juan and the location of the drug labs. 

Meanwhile the doors of the establishment was closed leaving them with complete privacy.

As he scanned the folder, she announced about the newspaper headline surprising him even more.

"Don't tell me ........" he gasped.

Realizing what she had done, he was so overjoyed that he started laughing almost knocking his drink over. To think this lady has achieved so much in just a day. It was a good decision to involve her afterall.

Finally he stopped and spoke confidently.

"Miss Zesshi, you are truly awesome. I applaud for your work. As for the information regarding the Juan, since we have already tracked the location down, all there is left is to torch them. We need to destroy them. You should come with me to the next meeting with the whole group. We will decide when and how to strike"

He rose up from his chair and walked up to the nearby window. As he gazed out through them, he imagined the look on Juan's face when all this is over. He also thought of his next step to the plan. While he was having these thoughts, the clock ticked away. Karasu was a thinker and not much of a speaker. He was also a planner and hence he would run his plans multiple times in his head.

Unsure of how many minutes has passed by, he realized he was not alone and apologized to Zesshi.

He said " Sorry, I blanked out. Actually if we start now, we could gather them all by tomorrow. It might be possible that some of them are out of town. So what say, should we call it a day?" he gave his usual smile. " Also I might add that we open the doors. This might attract unnecessary attraction, no?"

He waited for the lady's reply.

Vincent decided to grab something to eat. He saw a Dales Burger shop and walked in. Took a seat and lighted up a cigarette. Waitress came and asked what Vincent would like to order. He went with the usual cheeseburger and fries, also a large cola. While waiting for his order he took a shot of scotch. After some time waitress came back and brought his order. Vincent thanked her politely and left a tip. When he finished eating he paid for his order and left.

Nikoli was out on break from his daily routines with a serious belly grumble for food. Every since coming to America Nikoli grew to absolutely the American cheese burger. Especially since the best was residing in the city he currently lived in. So Nikoli got into a '32 rolls royce and road afew miles a cross town to Dale's Burger Shop. Nioli got there right at the start of lunch and the place was packed to the gills with people but luckly for Nikoli he knew he could still slip in and get a bite to eat.

Once in Nikoli was noticed by the guy working the seating and immediately took him to the side only a select few individuals get to sit. Nikoli decided on a Bacon Cheese Burger with everything but tomatoes, a side of chips, and a strawberry milk shake since it was a hot day and he knew it would go down well with the burger. Sitting there Nikoli could hear the chatter from the other room of customers, the clank of silverware to plates and the screech of knives ring out.

After a short time his food was brought to him looking delicious as ever. Nikoli took a big first bite into the burger as the juices of the meat hit his mouth and the slightly melted cheese coated the lettuce, "Damn this is good" he thought to himself taking a sip of the milk shake. Nikoli devoured his plate barely taking time to even breathe between bites and the milk shake. He really enjoyed this place and its food he always knew if he came here he was surely going to leave full and satisfied, it always seem to happen here. The total bill came to be around ten dollars so Nikoli left a twenty for the service and heading on back out to his car and back to work.

As Mercury went towards the Detroit Yacht Club, she passed a burger joint that was jumping! She instantaneously became hungry. Was it the morphine or was she in need of comfort food due to the pain. She watched the place go by then instructed Michael to turn around.

Take us to Bale's Burger Shop. They've got to be great. Look how busy they are! she said. I'm famished! Can you run in and get us some food? she said handing Michael a 20. She looked at the menu on the window. Get me 2 bacon cheeseburgers, 2 cheeseburgers, she went on, OHH and a couple pieces of chocolate cake and a vanilla milkshake.

Michael raised an eyebrow and looked at Mercury. Is that all? he asked.

Quit being smart and go get it, Mercury said. Michael smiled and did as she asked. 

Mercury was waiting, waiting, waiting. This was taking awhile. She was in pain! She needed to get home! Even though it had only been 30 minutes since they left the pharmacy, Mercury took 3 more drops of morphine. She quickly began to nod off.

When Michael returned she was passed out. He decided it was best to leave her there. He drove to the Yacht club, got a boat and carried Mercury to it. They crossed the water. Michael carried her inside and went back for the food and medicine. He placed the medicine by his sleeping boss. Michael put her food in the ice box and began eating his. Recuperative sleep is what Mercury needed. He was going to let her sleep.

Jericho had been walking around after attending a business meeting in Detroit. He was starting to get hungry so he decided to stop by Dale's Burger Shop, he headed on in and took a quick gander at the menu, he tipped his hat at the cashier.

"I'd like a cheese burger and a beer please."

Jericho pays the man and takes a seat while waiting for his meal, enjoying a few sips of his beer.

"Do you serve any warm drinks here?" Dominic said as he perused the menu, "Just a coffee please, nothing fancy.  I'm only going to hold it in my hands for a bit."

"But it's summer, sir?" the girl at the register protested, "Oh I know.  I'm just used to hotter temperatures.  My money's good so does it really even matter?"

She shrugged and rang him up.  As he took his coffee to a booth by the window the scent of gunpowder wafted along behind him.  Not a terribly unusual smell for this part of town.

He hummed a tune to himself as he warmed his fingers on the coffee mug and carefully eyed the room counting the shadows that passed by on the streets outside.

Megara had returned home to Detroit. Recently she had moved along with her boss to the city of New York. She was at first saddened to be leaving her blood family back in Detroit, but knew the move to New York, was one for the better. Business was expanding and the crew was growing, she understood this was not an opportunity to be missed. 

She hadn't been home for some months now, as she was busy setting up her new life in the big apple. So finding herself a free weekend was rare, but she wanted to make the most out of it, to see her much loved family. 

Upon arriving back home she was eager to eat some homemade food her mother had made, the food in New York was great, but nothing beats a mothers touch, right?

Anyway she ate to a fully stomach, however her beloved younger brother, loved a good burger and she wanted to treat him, she regularly used to spoil him when she was home. 

So she took her younger brother, to Dale's Burger Shop, because that was truly his favorite burger joint in the city. 

"Pick anything you want, your big sister is treating you today!" 

As her delighted looked at the menu, his mouth watering.. 

It was a while ago when Vincent was visiting The Dales Burger shop. But he remembers those delicious burgers that he ate there. It was usually a spot where he and his buddies would meet and discuss some business talk while having those burgers. He knew the owner, they were friends a long time ago. Now Vincent was back in the shop and took a seat. Nothing had changed, still the same old furniture.. only new owner and new waitresses. A waitress approached his table and asked what a gentleman would like to order. Vincent took a glance at the menu and ordered a bbq chicken burger with fries and coke. She wrote it down and excused herself. Vincent pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lighted one up. Waitress came twenty minutes later and brought his order. Everything looked nice and smelled wonderful. Vincent thanked the waitress and gave her nice tip. She thanked him back and excused herself. She continued her work. The burger was fabulous, fries aswell. When he finished eating, he smoked another cigarette and then paid for his order. He walked outside and sat in his car.

Dale's burger shop was so inviting that Pencil found herself walking inside and ordering a Dale cheese burger with a cola to go, although she was not hungry at all. It was a very busy establishment but the atmosphere was great. It seemed like the place to be. 

Pencil was on her way to do business with an associate from a Detroit crime family. Hopefully this pitstop won't delay her too much. She made the order, gave the money to the young boy and stood aside to wait. As she waited she saw so much going on.  Mostly business meetings as far as she could see. After a few moments, she is handed her good and Pencil goes on her way while unwrapping the burger. 

vGoddess takes a bite from the cheese burger she bought from Dale's Burger Shop.

"Yumm..." 

She takes a sip of the milkshake. 

"It's been a while since I've had a burger. It just tastes better now!" 

She wipes the sauce from the corner of her mouth and continues eating.

Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers... Say he could murder a burger. He had missed breakfast travelling to meet a shady character who for reasons of his own wanted to purchase a corpse. Logen had been digging over by the Christ Church & although not proud of the work Logen was certainly happy with the $15k the work had raised. He was hungry from the exertion & needed to eat before travelling to Philadelphia.

Logen had wound up in Corktown, he enters Dale's Burgers as he could see through the windows that they had a large queue inside, always eat where the locals will wait to be fed is good advice. Logen enters his eyes cast to his feet the floor was black and white, disco style.

He waits to be served & says "One Bacon Cheeseburger please friend" Logen eats the burger quickly & hopes his luck will improve with his relocation to Philadelphia. No one wants to be digging up corpses to put food on the table. 

It was a damn long time ago when Vincent visited this spot. Now he was back in Detroit and he knew exactly where to when he wanted something to eat. Dale's Burger shop was always an excelent place. Vincent drove there and walked in. He had two bodyguards with him and when Vincent took a seat at the empty table, they sat two tables away to keep an eye on the door and windows. A waitress approached Vincents table and asked what a gentleman would like to order. Vincent looked at the menu and ordered a double cheeseburger with fries and big coke. While waiting for his order he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lighted one up. Few minutes later the waitress came back and brought his order. It smelled heavenly. Vincent thanked her politely as always and gave her a little tip. She thanked him for kindness and excused herself. Vincent ate his order and enjoyed it, it was truly well done food. When he finished he paid for everything, thanked the owner and walked outside.

"I hate airplanes," Dominic grumbled as he stretched his neck.  Dale's was always a favorite stop when he was in Motor City.

"Yup.  One coffee, black no sugars, like always," he said to the lady at the counter, beginning to cheer up.  A quick look around the room at all the happy folks enjoying their food and the company of their families was enough to take the sting out of travel.  He'd be on the road and in the sky again soon enough but for now it was enough to stop and smell the burgers.

A burger sounded like it would be something tasty right now. Why not? Crixus went through the businesses of the city until he noticed one that would give him what he wanted to have. Going inside there wasn't a lot going on in the place, it was almost empty and nobody seemed to be enjoying burger. This was curious because Crixus always loved burger and so without thinking about why maybe there were so few people here he walked over towards the front of the shop and placed his order.

"One burger, please!"

Joy filled his eyes as his burger arrived to him. Yum! Taking the burger he ate it. It wasn't a lot of food and so he ordered another and then a third and forth as well. Now his stomach was finally full after completely finishing the fourth, but he ordered a fifth and sixth just to be safe and decided to take both of them home with him.

"Thank you so very much. Lovely burger."

That was all that he had to say. Now he had burger and that was good.

It was a pretty long time ago when Vincent was in Detroit. Now he was back for few days to conduct some business with his partners before moving back to Chicago. After a long day with a lot of meetings, Vincent decided to relax a bit and grab a drink or two and have something to eat. Dale's Burger Shop was a perfect spot for that. He drove there and walked in. Found himself an empty table and took a seat. A waitress approached his table and asked what a gentleman would like to order. A quick glance at the menu and Vince knew what to order. A bbq chicken burger with big fries and big glass of icecold beer. She wrote it down and excused herself. While waiting for the order Vincent pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lighted one up. Saw some newspapers on the table he decided to read them. Nothing serious as he went through the pages. Suddenly the waitress came back and brought his order. Everything smelled nice and was very well served. Vincent thanked the waitress and gave her a little fat tip for kind service. She thanked him back and excused herself again to continue with her work. Vincent started to eat and it was very delicious. When he finally finished his eating, he smoked few more cigarettes and finished his beer. Then he stood up and paid for his order. He walked outside and grabbed a taxi.

"Ahem.... can you take the order please?" The tall and lanky man in a dark suit was looking forward to placing an order. After winning the clerk's attention he went on reciting the full extent of the order. This man was Earl. Some would recognize this man from the strange stuffed animal store from the Chicago business district who was always following around the short, petite store owner with silvery flowing hair and red eyes, very unusually short. Earl had accompanied Miss Beetle to one of her side businesses. They finished a "special" delivery to one of the customers in Detroit and took some time to grab a bite in Dale's burger shop.

Beetle had seated herself in one of the far end tables where she could not be disturbed as she viewed the black and white flooring. Soon enough Earl arrived, carrying a gigantic amount of food neatly balanced on both of his hands followed by a waiter carrying a tray full of drinks.

Beetle didn't waste time to dig in to the scrumptious food laid in front of her. Varieties of burger, cakes, milkshake, pudding and ice cream. Earl picked up a nearby burger and delicately pulled off the wrapper before taking a bite. He watched Beetle devouring burgers one after the other. He was used to it. This was no secret that Beetle could eat a lot. Lot means a LOT.

After they were finished, Beetle finished the last of her drinks and fondly wiped off her mouth with a tissue paper. She pulled out a small mirror from the purse to examine, while Earl called for the car.

Earl followed Beetle inside and settled beside her as he pulled out the notepad. 

"Airport" he mumbled as the driver fired up the engine and drove off.

Overdrive had just started his day, waking up a with a slight hangover. He walked down the streets of Detroit for a little while before heading into Dale's burger Shop. He knew exactly what he wanted and hopefully it would help with his hangover.

"I'd like two cheese burgers and a coke if that's possible?"

He places some cash down on the counter and finds himself a seat as he waits for his food, taking a large sip from his coke.

"So wait, you flew out all this way for a burger place and pudding? Really Keelin?"

She shyly smiled before she walked into Dale's and looked over at Sal who was shaking his head, wondering the type of person he was getting mixed up with. He often thought about her, the way she had helped him back in Seattle, it was something he would never forget. 

"Well...yeah, you don't know what they have here. They have some amazing food here, I'm telling you, this is going to be a different experience for you I promise, now why don't you tell me about this broad that you met in Chicago?"

With a soft smile, he did think about the girl again, she was certainly something. It had been a few days since he last met her, Sana, noticing his soft features that went into a daze. Keelin smiled at him. 

Laughing at him, bringing him out of his ongoing thoughts as he scowled at her. The Irishwoman couldn't help it, he was certainly feeling something for the girl, he had barely met her and here he was, daydreaming. 

"Come off it Sal, you know you've never been like this, with any women. Even I was there during that moment with you and some of the girls you've met, it's certainly...surprising."

Shaking his head, he noticed the waitress looking at him and Keelin, turning back to the redhead, he was smirking. 

"So, who's getting her?"

Shrugging, they called her over and decided to order, with either or both trading looks at her. Wishing to know who she was more receptive too, the odd game between the Irishwoman and Italian.

And so this is where they ended up now, with the waitress sitting in between Keelin and Salvatore, both trying to woo her. It seemed that she was used to this kind of attention, it had the two people playing this odd game grinning to each other in some other kind of support with one another. 

"So tell, Cas, right? What made you come here and get this kind of job? It really interests me."

Keelin of the two tried to simply be more into her life, making sure that her eyes met hers in some sort of sincerity that could have been easily faked on the part of the redheaded Irishwoman, Sal had settled for eating some of the fine chips, shaking his head, he really needed to get up to date with some of the American terms. 

Fries, as the people here, called them. He winked at the girl, allowing Keelin her time to shine as he simply thought about himself. What he was doing, he really needed to get back to his situation and finding out where his father had kept that casino of his. For the life of him, he couldn't figure it out, that is, if Michael ever actually operated within a casino and owned one. 

And so as the two continued chatting, it really just became a situation between both of them as he watched. Only then, he was sure when he saw it, a sly smirk on her lips, the waitress' eyes met his and for a moment he was sure that this was something he felt within himself. Sure, he appreciated being looked at, but like that? It was another matter entirely. 

"So, Salvatore, tell me, what brought you here? I mean, I've spoken to Keelin here and you've been quiet." 

The way she rolled his name was absolutely drawing him in but he kept his smirk up. Watching as Keelin had looked at him, scowling playfully.

"I'm looking for someone, means a lot to me."

Cryptically, yet he never really elaborated with that. To be honest, he never really knew why he was but he was and he was not really glad. He just needed to find out why, and maybe that would be the end of him being here.

"Well...perhaps I could help you find that special someone..."

And she was making it no secret in which way she wished to help, with that, he leaned forward, drawing all her attention unto him. For a moment, it would have seemed incredibly intimate.

Only for him to speak softly, his tone barely concealing his amusement...

"Yes, you could. For now, could I get my burger?"

She happily went off...leaving both Keelin and Salvatore smirking for a moment before realizing that she was actually getting the burger...well...this was certainly going to be fun. Dale's was already looking like a fine establishment.