<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e6/Watanabeint1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Name: Mr Kwan<br/>Title: Dragon's Head<br/>Location: Arriving at the finish-line<br/>Tags: -<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/>The dark Mercedes pulled up behind the cheering crowd, its toned windows making it impossible to get a look into it. In any other city this car would have been pulled over at every street sign, but in Seattle its owner was king and any police officer who tried that trick never did it again. Mr Kwan watched through the haze of arms and heads, seeing the Leclerc girl visibly celebrating and Rurik with his usual good loser grin. A smile curved his dry lips as he sent a message to Mayumi, asking if the deed was done. He didn't need an answer really, he knew that once she was given an order it was as good as done. Which put one piece of the puzzle into place. Now he just had to arrange the rest of the pieces before proceeding. He said a few word to his servant who exited the vehicle and made quick pace through the crowd. He appeared from the crowd in as proper a suit as he had entered. A true Triad servant could slip through a crowd with a ten feet pole of bamboo without causing a ruckus. Chen walked up to Rurik and whispered to him.<br/><br/>"Mr Kwan would like to extend his invitation to Miss Leclerc as well. At Chow's Chow within the hour."<br/><br/>The very proper servant stepped back from Rurik and gave a deep bow to Allison before he disappeared the same way he came. Chow's Chow was a small restaurant in China Town, just a little street-side diner and café with a long bar disk and stools with half-curtains covering the establishment. The cook and his family was actually Vietnamese, but everyone had always called him Chow anyway because he made better Hunan food than anyone in the whole town. He was one of few who didn't need to pay protection in the market district, mostly because he was the favorite cook of Mr Kwan who had even been known to take him in to oversee the cooking at banquets on the hotel. Kwan had no intentions of trying to impress his guest by the very everyday location. There were two reasons he wanted to meet them there. It was his undisputed territory and he was aching for a proper Dong'an chicken. As Chen returned to the car he told him their next destination. The servant seemed to brighten up considerably. It had been a long time since they had gone to Chow's Chow.