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Cafe Fina - Saturday All Day

Kurogane couldn't help but notice that once again the population of Fandom had suddenly boomed.

He just hoped it wasn't too freaky this go around.

the Utensils seemed to be on their best behaviour and the cooks were pulling out all the stops.

Today's Specials
Fillet Minion
Lobster Bisque
Escargo
Petit Gateu Glace

Never mind the fact that Kurogane couldn't say most of the specials let alone know what they were.

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"How badly did you make Sean flail, GrandPapa?" She tilted her head.

"Not all that much, really, aside from when I told him that if he ever chooses to take his rightful place as head of the Nast Cabal, the Cortez Cabal would support him."

Savannah almost dropped her glass as her eyes widened at him.

"You know that I want Sean safe and happy more than almost anything," she said carefully. "But won't you doing that cause you trouble?"

"What's life without a little trouble to make it interesting?" Benicio hid a smile behind his wine glass. "Besides, I'm reasonably certain I'm not alone in my dislike of the current vacuum of leadership in the Nast Cabal."

She nodded and then gave him a serious look.

"Then you had better arrange it for me to start taking some serious training." Her voice was calm. "Sean is going to need a bodyguard... and in extreme circumstances in case he becomes targeted by his family for even the thought, an enforcer."

"Not until you've talked it over with a few certain people in your life who are going to be highly upset at the idea," he countered.

She looked at him, her eyes flashing.

"You know as well as I do that no matter how old I am or what I decide to do, some of them will always think of me as that little girl that was terrified by Genesis," she retorted. "I am asking you to arrange it because I respect you, but you also know that I will start taking self-defense and firearms training on my own if I feel that I have no choice but to do so. He is my brother and he's going to need me."

A bit of snap in his voice, he said, "I did not ask you to make sure you had their permission, I asked you to inform them because I refuse to help you if they don't at least know about it. I could care less if they agree."

Savannah flinched and there was pain in her eyes.

"I made a promise to Paige that I wouldn't keep important things from her. But I also do not want to cause more problems between you and Lucas by telling them I have asked you to help me with this."

He quirked a smile. "So tell them you asked me. Who says we have to tell them I said yes?"

He studied her thoughtfully. "Besides, your mother can train you quite well, for starters."

Some of the tension eased out of her.

"That I can tell them then, GrandPapa," she said quietly. "Sean needs us."

"He does," he agreed. "He's lucky to have you, little one. Very, very lucky indeed."

"I'm lucky to have him, too," she said, taking a sip from her glass. "Sean is a good man."

"He is," Benicio said with a nod. "And speaking of good men, why did I not know your mother has a boyfriend?"

Ladies and gentlemen, Benicio Cortez, King of the Whiplash Segue!

Savannah choked on her tea. After she she got the cough under control, she shook her head and then looked at Benicio.

"It wasn't my place to tell you about Eve's personal life. I didn't want to betray her privacy."

He arched an eyebrow. "Which as much as you talk, I'm surprised at least something never came up."

"I do know how to keep some things private, GrandPapa."

"And of course that had to be one of them." He very nearly made a face. "Is your mother happy?"

Savannah nodded. "She is very happy, I promise. Adam adores her and she adores him."

"If she weren't happy, would you tell me?"

"Yes I would," Savannah said quietly. "If Mama was unhappy or in danger, I would."

Well, after she took care of it probably.

"Good. Because I'm not entirely certain that she would tell me, and it's something I would want to know."

"Why do you think that she wouldn't?"

"She still doesn't feel like she fits into the family," he said. "It's easy for her to take my money and spend it." He held up a hand to stave off the protest he knew that'd provoke. "It's easy for her to do that because it's not as intimate a thing as having an important conversation with me. She's good at fitting into my family in the more superficial ways, the ones that don't require as much closeness."

"She's never had anyone besides me," Savannah said quietly. "All we had before her death was each other, GrandPapa. So to have a family now, it's not something she's used to right now."

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