As you ventured the American state of Florida, you noticed a person that... for some reason made you think of Diavolo for no reason, despite that you just decided to continue walking down the street. Considering he seemed busy with a setup of all sorts of disassembled mechanical objects and such. As you walked right by him, you couldn't stop but feel as if someone's eyes had just been attracted to you.

"Hello there... you look rather dashing... Mind if I took you out for dinner or something?"