I sat alne on te streets with nothing but the clothes on my back. I waited, hoping something would happen.

Rourke casually walks into the picture. I say casually, but in reality this was a well-planned event. Rourke knew he would be walking into the world, but tried to play it cool if LilyEvans was watching. He handed a cigarette to Dillon_Junior9 and lit it for him.

How's it going today, mate? You look a bit cold out here in this weather.

<em> You see the man step in an help this person on the streets</em>

Welcome to these streets my man, I see you're new here. If you need some help, please contact me.

Let me show you the liquor store my family has owned for years 

<em> You see the man lead the man to the family liquor store down the road... </em>

"A little," I replied, taking the cigarette. "How about you?"

I gotta get off for a little while, but I'll be back soon.

Rourke stood by the street corner and watched Dillon_Junior9 walk into the distance. Rourke felt proud knowing this man would hopefully one day be a part of his booming St. Louis organization. The Burger Kings would be honoured to have a man of this caliber. Rourke let his cigarette in the palm of his hand and waited for Dillon to return.

Ironically after Rourke let his cigarette in his hand, he realized the cigarette wasn't lit. He pulled a match out of his pocket, scratched it on the bottom of his shoe, and finally LIT the cigarette. He smoked.

Bloedsuier strolls out of the local coffee shop into the streets. He takes a seat on the curb next to Rourke. Pulling out a ciggerette of his own and lighting it.

"Hello Rourke, how are you on this lovely day?"

Bloedsuier watches the people scurry from place to place in the streets.

Rourke removed the cigarette from his lips and threw it on the ground, rubbing it out with the heel of his shoe. He then picked up the butt and threw it into a nearby dustbin. Rourke was a large proponent on keeping the world clean and he knew that sixty to seventy years in the future others would realize the errors of their ways and repent for being so careless of the world's ecosystem. By doing his small part, Rourke was making a difference. As he noticed Bloedsuier approach, Rourke's hand grazed against the gun he kept holstered across his chance. Ever since setting up in St. Louis, Rourke was just a bit jumpier than usual.

Good evening, Bloedsuier. I am doing fairly well today, but things have been a bit hectic in St. Louis since I arrived. I feel like the city is starting to regain a bit of the luster it had when Godfather Butt_Ox was on the scene. The Burger King family is doing well although we are always on the lookout for new members to bring into the fold. How are you?

Rourke dug into his pocket to find another cigarette to offer the man.

Young_fenito walked up to rourke and offered the use of his light. " how you doing boss. MAybe we should get a place where those of your family can meet and not have to use the streets where everyone in public can see and hear us."

Rourke nodded approvingly to young-fenito.

Thank you very much for the light. I appreciate your generosity! I agree with you and think maybe we should take some of this business back to the private streets of St. Louis. I know a quiet warehouse we could use for planning a heist I cooked up at the 8th Street bank. Let's get going.

Rourke hopped into his jalopy with young-fenito and took off for St. Louis.

Kindly turns down the cigarette, for he has one of his own. He smiles at Rourke.

"I understand that it can be quite hectic, however I know you can do it. I have been quite well lately. Just bought myself a new car in fact."

Bloedsuier takes a puff of his cigarette, turning to face young-fenito, who approached the scene.

Fenito sits back relaxed in Rourkes car. enjoying the scenery of the ride. He nods off and awakes outside of a nice looking ware house in St. Louis