The Man with Many Faces

"Well. This place feels like it had the life drained out of it. Sheesh."

Maybe everyone's afraid of your happy face.

He died. You need to sleep with your two eyes wide open here.

It wouldn't be a problem, sis.

Good, I'll speak with Liliam to bring cake, one of the many good things at being a Leader.

"Is there something you need or are you wasting my time?"

I came to enlighten you about our little situation with Carrigan.

Cesare rose from the chair and started to help Roxanne to settle the equipment. He wasn't comfortable in doing all that interrogatory, but if Jason was killed by Carrigan the others leaders and the ones they love would be jeopardised as well, and he wouldn't let anyone comes closer to Clara ever again. "Does Lilith know what we're doing?"

"Huh, I get it. Good that’s really easy to change." she smirked and handed him a driink "we’ll fix you up, c’mon. Have a drink with me"

Cesare tilted his head at one side and smiled at her "Why thank you". Taking the drink and drinking. "You seem in a good mood."

"I’m not in the mood for drunk and horny people."

I guess we're at the same boat then.

You could say so.

Woah, why the long face? wait…you always look like that. My bad. 

It’s a but chaotic even for my taste.

"Then I apologise, you gave off the wrong impression."

Interrogation - Car/Vic/Rox/Ces

Cesare was getting impatient for the waiting, he had a lot on his mind on the last few days that passed since Carrigan's fear test. He still thought that they should contact the others leaders, but since he couldn't find any of them he would watch carefully every single response from Carrigan. He sat near the window, lighting a cigarette when the guards entered the room with the beaten man, looking up at Victor he said. " He seems a little bit passed out to reply anything coherently."

"I just guessed, you’d prefer being with the crowd."

It's a but chaotic even for my taste.

You could say so.

I don't know, I enjoy watching your show.

"Wrong room, the party’s down stairs."

And why you're not there as well?

Lauren let out a huff, as she walked through the party. The sweating bodies all around her began to become annoying. The constant drunk men hitting on her, and grabbing her ass. The brunette rolled her eyes. “I think i’ve built up an alcohol tolerance.” She muttered to herself, as she looked down at her glass.

That's so unfortunate dear.