Walking around the corner, you could see Mustache Girl, sitting in a hidden off part in the wall. Her legs were curled up to her chest, with a small fire in front of her on which she warmed her hands, angrily muttering.

"..Stupid Mafia.. those idiots better start counting their days!" She looked like a common girl, but.. with a mustache? No matter, she was sulking and drawing in the dirt under her with a finger, like she was planning something.