You were working in a small, hole-in-the-wall coffee shop in Rome, when you had noticed a large group of.. paparazzi? Rush by the window. You couldn't make out any words that were screamed throughout the mess of the entire thing before the door to your small coffee shop was burst open, and in came tumbling four people before the door was shut with a soft thud.

Raising an eyebrow, you stopped cleaning the coffee machine and raised your head to peak out above from the machine. When you peaked out from behind the machine, you noticed two people bickering, while one person was looking around, and the last one approached you.

Three of the people were indulged in their own little world, or something as a tall man with long hair approached you. "I'm sorry about that.. can we uh.. stay here for a while? There's a few people.. looking for us." He smiled. "My name is Ethan, the two people bickering back there are Victoria, and Damiano. While the one looking around is Thomas."