Mica quirked his eyebrow at Lilah's matter-of-fact answer, blinked, then stood silently as she stepped over the cash. It was better cash than blood.<br/><br/>Rishon slugged Mica's shoulder. "Maybe next time you lead with, 'Hi, I'm Mica,' dolt."<br/><br/>Mica caught his balance, then rolled his head back as he laughed at himself. He returned Giovanni's nod before he turned to the exit. Rishon held the door and followed Mica on the way out, and flashed a grin at Lilah. "Isn't it?" He waited for Lilah to pick her seat, then launched himself over the hood to land on the other side of the car. Mica followed Lilah in, then sat on the opposite side of the car from where he entered, and opposite Lilah. Rishon entered from the other side, crossed as well, then together they closed the doors while keeping an eye on line of sight as they did. The car prowled into the dark of the evening making not a sound as it went.<br/><br/>"Not at all, that was perfect positioning actually," Mica said. "The ride is normally about three minutes and forty seven seconds from here. Police response time is a little more than double that normally, so we shouldn't have any trouble." He paused to take a breath as he settled into his seat, tapped and swiped his fingers over a screen that lit up in the console, then looked up again as it went out. "I apologize for my manners earlier, my name is Mica Glantz. Once we arrive at our first stop, you may come in with us, or you may take your leave for the evening. I've instructed the driver to take you to whatever address you give him tonight, if you'd like."<br/><br/>"D'awww, shucks Brother, I knew you could do it." Rishon sat reclined in his seat with his arms up behind his supine head and one foot resting on the other knee. His eyes were closed but his grin shone white.<br/><br/>Mica continued as though Rishon hadn't spoken. "You may, of course, decline any measure of dealing with us further with no fear of reprisal."