[Ame's in Chicago, and like everyone, she's
blending in with the crowd. She just has a blue shawl wrapped around her shoulders and neck to cover a certain something she doesn't want to be seen through the dress- that Quincy scar.
There's just something a little extra with her right now, and that something is a duo of guys in mobster suits. Yes. Mobster suits. No, they are not going to get a hit on her. In fact, they're walking on both sides, while people steer away from her.
Can we say Sour Face™? I think we can.]
I do not understand what I had done to merit this attention. "Mobster's daughter", really. I do not even consider that woman family.
[The bodyguards don't even speak, just shrug to each other over her. But nevertheless, she wont be able to do any snooping unless she gets away from these guys.
She hates you even more now, Ryuuko.]