Mistletoe walked down the streets looking for where she had told them to meet her. She made a left, then a right, walked a good bit, and then another left. The diner was easy to miss, nestled away in the middle of other shops. The place had a front door and one giant window, but the building ran far back allowing them to host plenty of customers. She smiled at the waitress as she walked in and sat down in a booth that was closer to the back. She had told them 4 o'clock to beat the dinner rush and be well after lunch. Tugging her skirt down to a more comfortable level after taking her seat, she also fixed her blouse.

The gentlemen arrived right at four and quickly saw her, there were only a few others dining at this hour. She waited until they arrived to order and took a sip of her water as they approached. The two nodded and removed their hats as they joined her. She smiled back at them and they all picked up the menu to decide what would be good to try. 

"Have you ever been to this place before?" The one on the left asked. "Anything good?"

"Only a couple times and everything is as good as your mama's cookin'," She replied and had decided upon the Chicken a la King. The waitress approached with two glasses of water for the men and took all of their orders. They thanked her and then leaned in towards Mistletoe.

"Is this a safe place to be meetin'?" They both seemed concerned, this wasn't the usual joint most in their family frequented.

"Safer than anywhere else, it's a completely random mom-and-pop diner. Not close enough to where the police like to eat and not a target for people snooping around like on our home turf." She could tell they relaxed a bit more after that. The two of them had been working for her for a while now. Both were loyal bodyguards and felt more like a part of the family at this point, which is why she had specifically requested them two to meet her here.

"Yanno, I've always been wanting to ask. How did you get the name 'Mistletoe'?" The man on the right asked her. They both sat there with curiosity filling their eyes.

"No one has spilled the story to you yet? Huh. It was my first kill, Christmas day. I lured him over to me, standing under some mistletoe. When his lips met mine, my gun sent a bullet through his heart. Been killing them like that ever since," She smiled and gave the two a wink. "Guess you could say I'm a bit of a heart-breaker."

"Even the women? Surely you don't shoot a lady like that!" He exclaimed with even more interest.

"The women are the best," She replied. "At least kissing them is much more enjoyable, they die no different than a man."

They all looked at each other and before they could ask or say anything else the waitress arrived with their food. She called out each order and placed it before them. Thanking her they dug in and nearly finished their plates before saying another word. Mistletoe looked taken aback by how fast they ate. She wasn't even halfway through her meal when they were about to take their last bites.

"So why did you ask us here?" They wiped their face clean and asked through their napkins. She chewed the bite she had just taken for a moment before responding.

"To clean up the naughty list. We have a couple of targets that need to be removed." She answered and then went quiet for a moment as the waitress had returned to take their plates. The two then ordered two slices of pineapple upside down cake and Mistletoe let her know she was still working on her food. She was never a quick eater, even when the situation called for it. She also rarely had room for dessert, which was disappointing.

"What did they do to end up on the naughty list?" They all chuckled a bit at her Christmas reference and then waited for her answer.

"A few guys think they have been slick, trying to deceive the family. A lot of people these days come in looking for work, but just want the power for themselves. Unfortunately, for them, we got tipped off and now their names are on the naughty list." She placed some cash on the table to cover the bill and looked at the time. She motioned they needed to get moving and smiled at the waitress one last time as they headed toward the door.

They made their way to the spot that they had been tipped off about and she walked into the room. The guys pulled their guns out, but Mistletoe's boys came up behind them. She winked and began to walk towards them, reapplying her lipstick.

"I'm here for the assist."