Lucien could not have been more stiff and rigid in his posture if he were made of wood as Rauly held him close in an effort to "keep him safe", he supposed, from the other men leering at him.  His discomfort must have shown on his face as the woman gave him a sympathetic look before leading them to a room once Rauly finally bartered her down, much to the woman's rather obvious chagrin.<br/><br/>Upon learning that Don Corneo welcomed any girls who wanted to come see him, all eyes turned to him and soon he and Rauly were whispering conspiratorially while the hostess waited rather impatiently.  "Shouldn't we have covered that before we got here?!" Lucien hissed at Rauly before pushing past him and clearing his throat.  Might as well see if he actually could so this stupid plan could just fail already.  Seriously, why was this going so damned smoothly?  "I...would be happy to...see the Don." he said slowly, concentrating on keeping his voice as feminine as possible even if it made him sound a bit dumb.<br/><br/>This appeared to work in his favor, though, as the woman's sweet smile returned.  "Wonderful.  I'm sure your boyfriend will be fine on his own for a while." she replied, linking her arm around Lucien's and whisking her away.  Once they were out of earshot, she muttered, "Honey, I don't blame you.  The Don's gross, but at least he's got money.  Word of advice: Close your eyes, get it over with, get what you can out of him, and duck out before loverboy sees you."<br/><br/>They came to a door with a simple black and white plaque set on it that read, "Fuck Room" with a sign below that which read, "Reserved".  The hostess knocked, prompting an unattractive, wheezy male voice to call from inside, "What the fuck is it?!  Can't a guy get his dick sucked in peace?!"<br/><br/>"Don Corneo, there's a young lady here who says she's been dying to meet you." The hostess replied, unflappable in the face of the Don's crassness.<br/><br/>"Well, now, send her in!" Came the Don's voice, decidedly cheerier at the promise of another cute honey to work his legendary charms on.  As soon as Lucien was let in, the first sight he was treated to was a dumpy man with a blond mohawk and penciled on mustache, smoking a cigar as he sat naked on a gilded throne, an equally nude young brunette kneeling in front of him with her head bobbing between his stubby legs, making light slurping noises.  Even from behind, she was clearly quite endowed, making it obvious why she had been chosen for that evening.  However, once the Don's sights set upon Lucien, his eyes went wide and a bright, greedy smile spread over his chubby face.  "Ho mama!  Where have you been, sweetheart?!" he exclaimed, leaning forward and planting a hand on the brunette's head, forcing her down with a slight gag as his vigor was renewed.<br/><br/>"Um...good evening, Don Corneo." Lucien said in his feminine voice, forcing a nervous smile as he tried to not to stare.<br/><br/>"Oh, don't be shy, my sweet.  Come in!  Make yourself...comfortable." Corneo said, his greasy charm clearly hinting at what he meant by 'comfortable'.<br/><br/>What the hell was he even doing here?  He was supposed to be getting information out of Corneo, but he'd never been told what exactly he was supposed to ask about.  It'd just been assumed that he was getting Rauly in so he could do the interrogation.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, back in the Group Room, Rauly's phone went off.  As he picked up, Hein's voice practically yelled from the other end, "Where!  The hell!  Have you been?!  Have you interrogated Don Corneo yet?  I need a confirmation on a piece of intel about a Turk mission to the Sector 7 plate support pillar.  It's getting destroyed, some kind of ploy to destroy another group and lay the blame on them.  I need to know when this is happening and I need to know yesterday!"