"Whoa whoa whoa, Chill girl!" He said, keeping up his normalcy, raising his hands. "Look, I gotta get to my Cousins Apartment. I moved out of this city a year ago, to get away from the god-damn Irish mob. Bastards....."he said, picking a mob at random. "They changed up all the old stuff, so I'm about as clueless as a newborn. I just need directions. "He said, looking like a Guy down on his luck. He barley recognized who this women was, but he was no fool. He knew this girl was the daughter of the Irish Mob boss. He had no idea her mom was a Nephilim, and no idea that she was supposed to join him. If she still kept trying to blow his cover, he expected his words about the Irish mob would strike a 'very' small cord.