"Seems like we have a plan." Angelo says, turning the key and firing up the engine. Rides were given, people were dropped off, phone numbers and emails exchanged.<br/><br/>Angelo's house is a small little affair tucked away in one of those neighborhoods that looked like the architect just used the clone brush a dozen times. Still, it, combined with his run of the mill nothing special van, ensured that he was well hidden. "Make yourself at home. I think I got a pizza in the freezer I can warm up if you're hungry."<br/><br/>(Do you guys wanna rp the going home steps or just skip to the next day?)