I sit across from StripheGotti as he tells me of the details of an heist we are going too take care of in the future. But my mind trails off as I think of the day I have today. it all started off when I was shopping for a Christmas present for Cherry. 

2 Hours Ago

I take the corner and look through an crowded street as I try to pick out an open spot in the street. I find one farther away from the clothing store and park. I get out of my car and star to stroll down tot he front door and open it. I walk in and see the place looks to be mostly deserted only seeing a few people but mostly employees. I go up to one and ask for her favorite purse that Cherry would like. I trail off from the conversation as I see an young lady in a Chanel suit. She has hair that is not too long and not too short perfect. Her hair is the perfect shade of blonde. She looks to be an mobster as BunBun, I have an eye for seeing fellow mobsters and can easily see them from an crowd of people. I thank the employee and throw the purse too the ground as I see her looking at some clothes she is trying to buy. I kick the purse under some clothes trying to conceal it. I walk over and pretend too look through some clothes. But I stand out like an thumb as she smiles to herself as she makes contact with me. I look away and pretend as if nothing happened. She definitely is an forbidden fruit that I would like to talk to.

I hum to myself as she stops looking through the selection of clothes infront of her. BunBun repositions his suit as she comes within inches of him and he listens to her as she speaks to me.

She asked the sales lady where the festive attire was located, and was directed to the right of the sales counter.  Cami was busy humming softly as she peered through the clothes rack.  Green wasn't really her favorite color for Christmas, so she kept sorting the hangers, sighing softly until she noticed a beautiful red ensemble.  The satin material shimmered under this lighting, and the style was elegant.  She removed the dress from the rack, half turned to search for the dressing room.

Her eyebrow arched in surprise at seeing the gentleman at the counter, tossing a purse to the ground, trying to conceal it.  Cami smiled knowingly, and turned back to the clothes rack, wondering if there was anything else to take along to try on.  She loved clothes, and shopping happened to be something she enjoyed to the fullest.  Her hand stilled as she felt she was being stared at...  Cami glanced back towards the sales counter, noticing He was staring, but as soon as her blue eyes locked on him, he suddenly looks away.

Curiosity got the better of her, so Cami held onto the dress then headed towards the counter.  Her blonde curls bouncing slowly off her shoulders as she strolled to stand beside the gentleman.  He adjusted his suit as if preparing to escort her himself to the dressing room.  She smiled at him before turning to the sales lady behind the counter.

"Where are the dressing rooms?"

Her thick Sicilian accent laced every syllable as she spoke, and Cami could feel his eyes studying her.  

I look away and look back as she gets help from an store employee. Shit I think to myself and I look for something to draw her attention. But then I see it, four black four door cars pull up to the store. Out pops out the poker players I hustled an hour ago shit who tipped them off? Probably Cherry thinking I was cheating on her again. I look around the store and start to slightly panic. But they seem to start to go to there trunks and pull out a few shotguns and pistols. I look at the woman as she searches through some clothes and nods as she looks at tme again. 

I move my head towards the windows and she looks out and her expression changes from normal to the OLD OH SHIT look that we all have done once or more times in our life. I motion to her to get down as the windows break from multiple gun shots pierces through it. I lung to the ground and crawl too the wall below the window. I draw out my Magnum and reload it with some shells. I spin the shells and peer slightly into the window. They look to be mostly huddled beheind there cars, except for the closest one that continues to fire and I duck once again. I hear the sound I want to hear as the closest guy reloads and I jump and unload two shots at the man. He falls back and drops to the concrete beneath him. I then hear the window as it is fired by hundreds of rounds from too many guns. I continue to crawl till I get close to the side door and look at the woman. I nod towards her and she pulls out her M1911 an great gun. She fires as she moves closer to me and I kick open the door. i slam the door beheind us as we hustle down the back alley. 

I start to laugh This is not the way I wanted to introduce myself I'm BunBun by the way. Nice to meet you. She looks at me in confusion and anger as I shut up immediately. We stop at the corner of the side street as she gives me the look. What? She laughs as I start to sprint as fast as my little feet can do as we sprint down the sidewalk of the street. I see one of the men round the corner and sprint beheind us. He fires two shots as it grazes the tip of my right ear. Oh shit I say out loud and we take a quick  left down another narrow alley. I turn around and point my gun towards the street. As soon as I see the eyes of the guy I fire the rest of my bullets and the man falls lifeless too the ground. I wipe an small thing of sweat from my hair and put my gun away. I look around for somewhere to hide as I see an dumpster not too far down the alley. Um we need to hide our best bet now is that dumpster, I point at the dumpster down the alley. 

She waited for the sales clerk to point her in the right direction then turns to move past the gentleman, but his look stops her.  Cami glanced in the direction of the cars, and muttered softly.

"Dio Mio! Che cazzo ora!"

Cami wondered who the fuck this was now, and what nerve they had to interrupt her shopping trip.  Don Slash had given her a few hours to herself, and this was cutting into her 'me time' greatly.  She whispered to the gentleman as they scrunched down, crawling to the window, attempting to hide from the gunfire floating through the air.

"Who are those idiots?"

She glanced down to her hands, the forgotten dress she still grasped tightly.  Cami set it to the floor then retrieved her .45 from her clutch, and moved closer to him, opened fire then ducked once again.  These bastards were cowardly hiding, so they made a run for it.  Cami grabbed the dress, and quickly removed some cash, tossing it to the counter as they ran past.

Once in the clear, so they thought, Cami slowed her pace so the gentleman could keep up with his short steps.  He introduced himself as BunBun, and Cami smiled as she extended her delicate hand.

"Pleasure to meet you Signore.  Mi Chiamo Camilla Balistreri, but my friends tend to call me Cami."

Shots ring through the air, and she notices a streak of blood on his ear.  They both pulled out their guns once more, her blue eyes blazing with anger at being shot at still, aimed for the guy, pleased to watch him drop quickly.  Cami smirked noticing BunBun emptied his clip once more, so she put her gun away then checked over the dress making sure no gunholes decorated it.  She heard his comment and gave him a look that expressed how she felt.

"Mio Dio!  I am Not hiding in a dumpster Signore.  We can duck into a diner or something instead."

BunBun sighs as I start too raise my voice. You can hide wherever you want I am hiding hear as there is no time to hide anywhere else. I open the dumpster as I jump in. I extend my arm and she looks away. I will pay for a new dress for you and take you out to dinner if you jump in please. She sighs as she grabs my arm and jumps in the old smelly dumpster with me. I close the lid and we both sit being as quiet as humanly possible. We hear the rest of the men run down the alley and wait till all we hear is silence. I open the dumpster and jump out. Camilla follows as she tries to fix her hair. So now what? I look down the alley and she smiles. She urges me to follow her and we head out of the alley. We continue down the street and to the corner. She says So how about that offer? I laugh as I tell her to wait. 

I see an payphone across the street and walk across quickly as I call for my limo driver. I hang up the phone and go back next to her as I tell her of the Limo. She seems more excited as we wait for the limo. I point over too the bus bench and we both sit. A short few minutes later I see the black limo pull up. The driver comes out and opens the door for us. She enters and the driver talks to me. Good to see you sir. iI's good to see you as well. I enter and sit close to her as I ask the driver if we have any drink back here. He tells me that we have one bottle of wine left and I find it. I find two glasses and pour two shots out. I offer up an toast

To not dying and all that other jazz. I chug the shot as if it was water and start to pour myself another shot. 

She curses under her breath, and climbs into the dumpster, swearing he will have her Chanel suit cleaned to perfection or else his right ear will have a blood streak to match the left ear.  The dumpster smell was intensifying and repulsing, so she tried to fold the new dress up in a ball to avoid any disgusting trash to taint the beautiful material.

Cami didn't need any urging to get the hell outta the dumpster, and climbed out with haste once the guys after them were gone.  She stood there as far away from the rank dumpster, smoothing what she could of her Chanel suit as BunBun ran towards the payphone.  She shook her head at the irony of being in a dumpster to riding in a limo.  Once inside she accepted the offered wine, thinking perhaps a few more shots were in demand to forget about this situation.

"Saluti!"

She raised the glass in cheers then downed the contents in one drink.  She wanted to suggest allowing her to stop, and buy something suitable to wear, but this shopping trip was already a disaster.  Cami sighed softly then turned to BunBun.

"So what the blazing hell was this all about?  I'm not sure I've pissed off anyone enough lately to wanna kill me Signore...." 

I look as she pours the last of the bottle of wine and I finish it off. Well let's say I piss people off a lot, I chuckle as I down it and tell the driver to go to the restaurant. Well che peccato that I run the night for both of us and hopefully after we eat everything can go back to normal. Those guys were some thugs I ripped off in an poker game last night and this lady named Cherry tipped them off where I was. As the limo pulls up too the restaurant I start to scoot down the seat and then wait till the door is opened by the driver. I wait till Camilla leaves and then I exit beheind her.

The restaurant is jam packed and has pretty lights that are hung from side to side on it's roof. The line almost goes to the street and I am very thankful I know the owner. I go up to the front and get a few bad looks from people. Mister BunBun is here the line taker looks up and let's us through. We get the best seat in the house and get severed before any of the regulars are allowed too. As I look through the menu I remember to look over to Camilla to see if she is still angry about the events form before. She is kinda cut when she is angry, no BinBun stop I think as I finally find something that looks very appetizing. A bit pricy for my liking but I have not eaten all day and it sounded perfecto. I also heard about it and heard of how special of an recipe it is.

As the waiter comes over and takes the order, I order there Shrimp Scampi with Linguini as it sounded so damn good. I thank the waiter as he leaves and I get ready for the meal ahead of me. I take an whiff of my cigar and look out into the outside, where the snow is starting to fall even harder as it is filling the window with snow. So......... who do you work for? I say trying too break the awful silence which was starting to get in my nerves. 

She practically had to insist on stopping by somewhere to buy a new dress before the restaurant.  There was no fucking way she would eat, reeking of the dumpster, and it was bad enough she had to go into a store to purchase a new suit like this.  BunBun had tried to assure Cami she was fine, but she merely arched her eyebrow then shook her head firmly, No.

After sorting out new attire, and a quick freshening up in the store's powder room, Cami felt decent again.  She splashed the perfume over her wrists, and dabbed some across her neckline then exited the powder room, leaving the wretched smelling suit in the trash.  Thank goodness it wasn't one of her favorites.  They were on the way within twenty minutes to the restaurant, and she sighed at the empty bottle of wine.

She wasn't surprised BunBun had connections, and they were seated instantly at one of the best tables the establishment held.  Cami glanced over the menu as he made small talk.  After he ordered the waiter smiled as she ordered one of the specials, it truly didn't matter at this moment, just as long as she got something to eat, and you can't go wrong with any Italian cuisine.  

"Well I have two businesses I own.  One in Las Vegas, a bakery, and a cafe in Philadelphia.  What about you?"

Well............ I own Crazy Bunny Cage Fighting and I am trying to invest in an club but that is an surprise. You should come to the opening, I think you would sincerely enjoy it! Do you like clubs or dancing clubs? I like to boggy down from time to time but I rather not because ripples start to appear on my suits so I usually do not dance. The only way I will preform some dance moves if I am standing next to you on the dance floor. I laugh as I sip my water and take a bite of some beautifully made bread. Do you like your outfit that you choose? I think it fits you well. I quickly change the subject and change too some job I am setting up. 

Well Camilla I am planning this job as I see an opportunity in Las Vegas. I look around the room and continue to speak. We need some muscle to help us with the job. It seems that you know how to use your gun and we need that type of person on the job. If you are interested of course, but of course it is your choice. I then continue to eat my pasta and wipe my mouth. I wait for an answer and continue to eat. I then have to use the restroom and excuse myself for an moment. I enter the bathroom and do my business. I turn around to see two men that stand beheind me. They look like two of the thugs that attacked us from before and they were waiting for me. The two smile as they gets ready to attack. The one on the right takes out an lead pipe and he goes for an overhand strike with the pipe. I move out of the way and the pipe bounces off the sink beheind him. 

I then move away from the sink and catch an punch coming from the other thug and slam my knee into his torso. I feel him as she starts to crumble and I land another knee but this one lands to the bottom of his head and he drops to the ground. The other thug pauses for an second before moving towards me. He circles for an second and then swings towards my torso and slip to the right, before tt misses by mere seconds. Then he goes for an swing which connects with my leg and I let out an small scream. I begin to fuel with rage as I lung forward and tackle the thug to the bathroom floor. I then roll till I am above the thug and get my hands above and rain down with multiple blows before he is knocked out. I stand up and wipe some water off of my suit and I look into the mirror. I fix my hair with some water before I quickly move out of the bathroom. I sit down on my seat across from Camilla and I finish off my meal. I am not sure if she saw or heard me but I play it off as if nothing happened.  

So are we ready to go? I am ready if you are.