<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTDx5aF-CrEImja-ATW2GktOFHjgwZjkP_QIoXF3IfpjD9xXnXz)</div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Name:</strong> Adriano Guillermo<br/><strong>Title:</strong> Black Market Liaison / The Informant / Driver<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Crew's Loft Apartment - Kitchen<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Piper<br/><hr/><br/>Adriano took a glance at the yellow plastic bag of firecrackers and other small types of fireworks. "Not a bad collection." he observed. There was quite a bit of variety there, which he approved of. There were some larger ones, too, probably the largest kind you could get without a special permit. He was studying the brands of fireworks and the types of fireworks that she had bought, and didn't notice her eying his body. Not that he was oblivious of it, he simply hadn't interacted with her much. He did think she was attractive, but he knew better than to go after the first attractive woman he saw, having seen many a gang member taken down by a pretty woman. None from his club, though.<br/><br/>"I suppose so. But you haven't seen anything like what I brought." he said, with a sense of self-satisfaction. He had spent the entire last week looking for those fireworks, and had finally found them. He figured they could launch it from a corner of the patio itself. As long as they all stayed back behind some protective barricade, they should be fine. Adriano had brought some bulletproof clear barricades that were commonly used for explosive testing.<br/><br/>"I could certainly do with something like that. Although perhaps with a bit more alcohol." he said to Piper, as she asked him if he wanted some strange kind of drink. As long as it had at least half alcohol, he was fine with it. As she made the drink, he walked over with her to the grill, where it seemed most of the crew was gathering. "Hungry, eh?" he said, as he motioned for them to walk over.</div>