Dio sleeps soundly, he dropped off after reading twelve pages of the occult book. He dreams of treasure, glory and power and a dinner date with an attractive man. He smiles contently in his sleep as he dreams that his mother's sick with envy, and now she squawks his praises now he's got money.. he's no longer 'the useless brat..'<br/><br/>before he can rub it in his dream mother's face that he's rich and successful he feels something cold against his temple. 'an ice pack? Well that fancy wine from that hot prince was strong..' he thinks to himself, still half dreaming. Then he hears a strange German voice. 'okay, this dream's goin' really damn weird..' he thinks to himself, slowly opening his eyes up. He gasps as the light shines in his eyes. “what the he-” he freezes when he realises that he's also staring at a gun, pointed painfully towards him. “..shit..” he squeaks.<br/><br/>He listens to the man and gulps, trying to compose himself. “l-look.. I don't even have a pay check yet, s-so robbing me is pretty pointless..” he tries to cringe away from the gun, pressing himself as far back into the cot as he can. “d-don't shoot! I don't know what ya talkin' 'bout!” he says quickly, trying to keep as still and non threatening as possible. “w-what are ya looking f-for anyway.. u-uhh..” he gazes at the book on his bare chest. “is it this?”<br/><br/><br/>His eyes focus on the man and he thinks. 'he's really freakin' imposing, but damn attractive.. no! I ain't even gonna bother asking him, he'll get all offended and shoot me.' Dio eyes him carefully, wondering if he can disarm him.. Dio's never done anything like that before, saying that he's never being at the end of a gun before. 'I need to try and wait for the right moment, I can't do anythin' right now..' he thinks to himself before gulping. “if y-ya gonna shoot me, could y-ya please lemme get dressed?” he asks quietly, thinking quickly. “'course if ya shoot me anyway.. I ain't gonna be able to help ya find what ya looking for, so what do ya say mister German guy?” Dio smiles his most winning smile, trying to gain control of a situation that could escalate very quickly..