"The Porchetta, an excellent choice if I may say so." Miss_Senza writes down the order and looks over at Sam and smiles.

"It's all good Sir. Good to experience you do have manners" smiles

"Now let me get you both your drinks, the pizza's will be served shortly."

Miss_Senza walks towards the bar and grabs three beers and 2 glasses. She puts them on a tray and walks back towards the table where Carnival and Sam sat down.
"There you go, a couple of nice cold beers"
Just at that time the pizza's for Afghan-Mango, Sam-Horton and Carnival arrive aswell.

"What a timing, enjoy your meal" Miss_Senza smiles and walks towards the counter with the 100 dollar bill Sam had left on the table.

Thank you again Senza you are to kind. 

Sam takes a drink of his beer and then picks up his calzone. 

It would have been rude to stop Sam from not paying for Carnival, so he let him do so. After few mins the order was brought down to their table, this time around he ate slowly, not choking on it. Motivated by the good surroundings of the establishment and talking with Sam, was even more enjoyable.

Cheers, Sam. 

Fear never had much time to sit down and just have a good meal given that he was always patrolling the town and ensuring that nobody was misbehaving but as he was doing his normal stroll he walked across Pascezzi's Pizza's which was owned by his Right Hand Miss_Senza. It was said that this place had the best pizza's so he decided to give it a try.

He opened the front door and as he walked inside he looked around the place to see how it looked on the inside. It was classy and well thought out, it gave you a good vibe and gave you assurance that you were in the right place. He continued to walk forward until he found a small red booth.

He took a seat and waited around for Senza to show up so he could figure out what kind of pizza he wanted as he had never had pizza before and was completely stumped on what he should order and try out.

Being new to the mean streets of Detroit, Alex was walking around taking in the scenery and creating a map in his mind. After a couple hours of constantly walking, he stumbles across a pizzeria. He can smell the fresh baked pizza from outside and it makes his stomach growl, almost imitating the growls that come out of his mouth. He decides to go in and check it out.

When he swings the door open, the first thing Alex notices is the environment. People sitting all around having friendly conversations, hard working staff, and steaming pizzas all around. Almost instantaneously, Alex is impressed. He breathes in the smell of pizza while it's still fresh and finds himself a table with a menu already on it.

Alex opens the menu and stares at it for a couple minutes, glancing up and down. He can't decide easily, there is so much that sounds delicious to him. He narrows it down to two choices and figures if he can't decide before his order gets taken, he can just get both. He slides the menu over to the edge of the table and waits for a server.

As Miss_Senza is busy cleaning up the bar she sees Fear stepping in and taking a seat. She walks over to him.

"What a pleasant surprise to see you in here. What can I get you?"

Fear seems to be sunken deeply into his thoughts and doesn't notice she stand right next to him, so Miss_Senza walks over to another new customer who just set foot into her pizza place. She looks at AlexKoehler.

"Good day sir, Can I take your order?"

Having finished his plate. Rises his bottle of beer drinking it all, there was some more left and it would have been ashamed to leave it on the table to just be thrown out in the end. Looks at sam for a second, telling him in eye code that he was about to leave, smiles as he was getting up. 

-Thanks for the treat, mate.

Waves goodbye at Senza, making his way out of the pizzeria and into the streets of Detroit.

Alex is off in a trance when he hears someone talking to him. He looks up to see Miss_Senza and smiles. He straightens his posture, like he was always taught, and clears his throat before speaking.

"Of course! For my first meal here, I'd love to try a porchetta. With a glass of water too, please."

Alex watches Miss_Senza head out back with his order. He reaches over to the other end of the table and grabs a newspaper to keep himself occupied while he waits for his food to arrive.

Britney was walking around town checking out here city, she hadn't been in Detroit that long but it was already starting to feel like home. The people seemed friendly and the food well the more she thought about it she realized she had not eaten since she arrived. How is that even possible, there must have just been so much going on that she didn't even realize it. Of course though once she thought about it her stomach began to grumble.

She knew she needed to grab a bit to eat, but where. She walked down the business district where she caught a whiff of something. The smell was so amazing it instantly made her mouth start to water, she followed the smells directly to the front door of Pascezzi's Pizza. Opening the door she got smacked in the face by an amazing awesomeness of Italian food.

The lady at the counter greeted her and asked if she could help her.

"Can I see the menu please?"

The lady reached under the counter took out a menu and handed it to Britney. Brit grabbed the menu from the lady and looked it over.

"Oh, can I get a Calzone please and could I get a little cup of sauce on the side?"

After returning from a business trip to Chicago, Caolán was famished. He hadn't eaten a decent meal since heleft for the Windy City. When he saw the sign for apizza shop his stomach forced him to enter.

"Hi. Can I have a Marinara with a glass of whiskey? Is it possible to get baon on my pizza as well?"

"you're welome hun! See you soon" She says as Carnival walks out the door.

Miss_Senza rushes towards the kitchen to see if Alex's pizza is ready. Within a minute she comes walking back into the restaurant holding a plate. On her way she fills a glass of water and walks towards Alex.

"There you go sir, a porchetta and a glass of water. Enjoy your meal. If I can get you anything else let me know"

Meanwhile Britney and Caolan walked in and both took a seat. Miss_Senza nods towards Caolon. "Will be right with you."
She walks towards Britney and looks at her.

"A calzone and a little cup of sauce on the side? What sauce would you like? Garlic?"

As Britney overthinks what sauce she wants Miss_Senza quickly walks over to Caolan.

"Welcome Sir. A marinara and a glass of whiskey coming right up. Would you like your whiskey on the rocks?
She writes the order down on a tiny blocknote.

Britney watches as Miss_Senza approaches her, she politely asks for her order but when Miss_Senza returns asking her what sauce Britney pauses for a moment.

"Wait you have more then one choice... uhm, I'm gonna need a moment please."

Miss_Senza smiles and nods at her "I will be right back then, so you can decide"

Britney quickly looks back over the menu, trying to find where the list of sauces are. She wasn't completely sure if it was just her but she wasn't able to find the list. By this time Miss_Senza was on her way back to the table where Britney was sitting.

"Well doll what will it be."

Britney paused for a moment, her eyes darted back and fourth at the menu.

"I'm sorry can you tell me what sauces you have, I just can't seen to find it on the menu."

Smiles

"Well hun, to be honoust she pauses a bit I only have garlic sauce, but I'm sure my cook can make a spicy tomatosauce aswell if you would like that."

Britney sits back in her chair and laughs a bit

"And here I thought I was just missing it, but in the same aspect feeling kind of dumb now."

Britney's cheeks get slightly flush for a moment

"The garlic stuff is fine"

Miss_Senza smiles as she notices Britney's cheeks turning a bit pink. She writes the order down on the noteblock which she was holding in her left hand.

"Your calzone and a cup of garlic sauce is coming right up. I never thought about serving sauces next to the pizza's."

Miss_Senza walks towards the kitchen her red curly hair waves with every step she takes. She opens the door to the kitchen. Alphonse, her cook, was already finishing the marinara pizza for Caolan. 
At the left hangs a big board where all orders get pinned down. She walks over and pins Britney's order on the board.

"Can I take this with me Alphonse? She looks over at Alphonse. "I'm sure our customer is very hungry by now."
Alphonse nods and slides the pizza onto a plate. "There you go missy" Alphonse says. 

Senza grabs the plate. "Thanks Alphonse, the next order is on the board"
She walks back towards the restaurant, and turns to her right to fill up a glass of whiskey, she didn't remember if Caolan would have liked ice in it. So she decides to leaves the ice out. She picks up the plate and the glass of whisky and walks over to Caolan.

"Here's your marinara and a glass of whiskey" she says as she put the plate and the glass in front of him. "I do remember you asking me if we have bacon. We do have that. If you would like that on your pizza I can get this one back and get you a new one."

Miss_Senza's thoughts wander of, sauces next to the pizza's. She really should talk to Alphonse about that. It might get a hit. But what does she know. She is just the owner of this pizza restaurant. Alphonse is the cook, without him there wasn't much to serve. He should know if it would be a good idea.

I parked right in front of her front door but was careful enough not to turn off the engine. I couldn’t help but grin as I imagined the scene she was going to see once she stepped out the door; in a dark alley, a black phantom III with its headlights on with a neatly dressed young gentleman sitting behind the stirring wheel.

There she came, wearing a bright red dress that went down to her knees. Her lipstick matched her dress and she wore only one piece of jewelry; a silver lace that hung around her neck.

I liked a woman who can dress nicely without making it feel like you’re going to a huge ceremony. She breezed through the sidewalk and into the car with her raven black hair that seemed to blend into the dark. I had nothing but admiration for the sight.

“Where to?” she said with a shy smile.

“I know a neat little pizzeria that has recently opened up. Pascezzi's Pizzas it’s called, and I hear it’s good. How would you feel about pizza for dinner?”

“I like pizza, never been to this place.”

“Very well then. Pascezzi's Pizzas, here we come.” I said as I shifted into gear and set course for the pizzeria.

We didn’t talk much on the way, other than the cliché first date questions. Mary wasn’t from Detroit; she was originally from Los Angles. She lived here with her dad and two younger brothers who ran a car dealership.

Once we reached our destination I opened up the front door and led her inside. I sat opposite to her on a table near the center of the pizzeria. The table had a nice white and red checkered tablecloth on it. And in its center was vase filled with fresh flowers.

“Let me move my chair a little, wouldn’t want the flower to get in the way seeing your face.”

Her face turned a little red. I smiled and took a look at the menu.

“So, you feel like ordering?”

“Hum, ye, but, um, I don’t know what’s good.”

I shrugged and said: “well it depends on your taste. I personally think I’m going to have the Quattro stagioni, because I like everything.” I laughed.

She was still looking at the menu and thinking so I decided to help.

“Do you like sea food…?”

“No, not really. Guess I’ll have the Marinara.”

“OK.” I said before raising my head and looking around.

“Um, waiter.” I said as I waved my hand through the air.

                      As Tony walked into the restaurant looking for something for lunch he saw on the menu that they had calzones! Tony had always loved calzones, he would always have one once a week but since he came to Detroit he hasn't found a place that makes good calzones. As he got the idea that's what he was going to order he waved his hand for a waiter.

"I would like to have a glass of wine and a large calzone, thank you"

                        As the waiter shook his head and took the order to the kitchen Tony was looking around the place, it was a natural habit he had gained from when he first got into "this life" that was hammered into his head to always look at the front door to make sure you see who comes into the restaurant. He also looked too see if there was a back exit just in case he needed to make a quick escape in case of someone tried to arrest him or clip him. As the waiter brought out his glass of wine and said that his calzone will be out soon, as Tony was drinking his wine he was watching people walking by the storefront windows going on with their lives. Tony began to think if instead of turning to a life of crime to make a living would he have been better off being legitimate. He obviously could manage a business with the same professionalism as he did with his crime businesses. But he knew that this was the life he was meant to be in growing up seeing men of honor owning fancy cars, nice suits, and beautiful women.

                           As the waiter returned with Tony's calzone he saw that the calzone looked great and as he took his first bite he knew it tasted as good as it looked! He immediately realized that Pascezzi's was going to be a regular hangout of his. As he finished his glass of wine and finished his calzone and asked for the bill. When the waiter said it'll be 10.50 for the calzone, when Tony gave the waiter a $50 bill the waiters eyes opened wide! The waiter told Tony that he over payed. Tony was putting his coat on when he looked at the waiter and smiled,

"Listen you are a hard worker. Keep whatever is left from paying for the calzone and the glass of wine and you keep the rest."

                       After the waiter thanked Tony multiple times Tony patted the waiter on the shoulder, but before he left he asked the waiter. "Next time you see Miss Senza ask her if I can buy that table so whenever I come in that table will be open?"

Just as she was thinking about adding sauces to the menu a young man and a stunning lady in a beautifull red dress walked in her pizza restaurant. They took place at one of the tables.
Miss_Senza notices the young woman blushing. Must have been about something the young man said to her. It looked like if they where on a first date or something. She noticed he was waving so she walked towards the young couple.
"Have you both made a decision?"She asks as she looks at the young man.

Soon after he had raised his hand a waitress arrived at their table to take food orders.

"Have you both made a decision?" She asked.

"Yes. Hi, um. One Marinara for lady. And for myself, a Quattro stagioni. Oh, a side salad as well."

I tuned around toward Mary and asked: "Red wine?"

She nodded.

"One bottle of red wine, and make it a fancy one, I have lady to impress." I smiled, "And um, I think that's all."

I looked at Mary to see if there was anything else she wanted but she was  silent so I addressed the lady again:

"That Will be all. thank you very much."

Once we had ordered I tried to continue the conversation: "So Mary, how do you like it here in Detroit?"...

After telling Senza her complete order, Britney sat back pulling a newspaper out of her bag. She usually doesn't read the paper since it is mostly bad news or just boring political crap. Not sure what sparked her this time, but it probably had something to do with the little cripple kid selling the papers on the corner. She was usually one that felt bad for kids like that, and tried to help them out whenever they could.

She glanced down at the paper and go figure, the front page read (Corruption in Detroit), she flipped the page to the obituaries scanning through the list. There were a couple names on there she had uhm... recently met. She giggled and closed the paper looking at her watch. She had to be somewhere in 45 minutes, debating for a moment if she would be able to actually stay here and eat or take it for the road. She looked around for Miss_Senza whom was busy with another table, once she was done taking their order Britney waved her over.

"Hey I hate to be a pain in the ass, but is my order almost done? If it isn't can you pack it to go for me, I have a meeting here in a little bit that I can't be late for. Oh and also when you come back can you please bring the check. Thanks hun."