Page stared at them in disbelief, her dark brown eyes wide beneath her black framed glasses. Her mouth was slightly agape as she stammered, "Are...are y- you guys serious? We can't rob a mob boss. He'll kill us... well me and Mickey.... he'd kill us two, rather." She was rambling nervously, waving her hands around for emphasis. The other two were looking at her with amusement.<br/><br/>Running away with Iz and Mickey she had no problem with. It was the stealing and then the possibility of death that was phasing her. She wondered if her parents would even notice her absence. 'Sadly, they probably wouldn't,' she thought glumly. "Isn't there another way? I mean he'd never stop looking for us. He'd probably think we kidnapped you or something Isabella," Page said, laying down on the bed.