Mista sits on a table with the entire group. Y’all are hanging around Bucciarati’s restaurant again, discussing plans and just enjoying your free time. Fugo, your brother Narancia, Giorno and Abbachio were just casually talking. Bruno wasn’t there at the moment and Mista read some magazine.

“…Hey, you.” he suddenly spoke up in an annoyed voice, looking at you “Pass me the sugar.” he said, not willing to call you by your name. Since you joined the team, he somehow hated you for no reason.