Amy shoots David a glare.  "Friggin'<em>stop</em>thinking everything isn't important.  Every 'minor annoyance' of yours is like ten things that land on<em>my</em>plate."<br/><br/>"Fine."  She cocks an eyebrow at their adopted brother.  "But when the festival's over, we're getting on this.  Even if the Camorra doesn't know what they've got, who says you're the only one who caught word of it?"  Amy took one step before launching herself from the roof, arcing gracefully to the street below.