(Eunoia is not a mafia princess, but an ordinary girl. The mafioso is one of the main members of the mafia. They don't know each other. Euna is 26 years old, and the mafioso is 31.)

Damn. This was the only thought in the mafia boss's mind as he ran from a whole crowd of police, which was a small part of those who staged a riot because the mafia did not pay them money. Yes, it's that simple. The mafia pays the money, but the police turn a blind eye and do nothing. Corruption in its purest form. The cloak developed from running fast. Running around the corner while the police couldn't see him, the man took off his raincoat so that it wouldn't be so easy to recognize him and just ran on. In front of him, he saw a short girl, about 20 years old, walking slowly and unhurriedly. Most likely, in the direction of the pastry shop? It was the nearest establishment in the area. Her steps were measured, and the wind blew her long blue strands. She was also wearing a pale blue dress and a snow-white apron. She stood out strongly against the background of this gray area. While the policeman lost her way, mafia ran up to the girl and took her hand. Speaking like a real gentleman, fortunately he was wearing a black suit now.

-Where are you going? Perhaps I could show you out.

The girl, whose name is Eunoia, was at a loss, and even a little scared. The mafioso was taller than her, maybe thirty centimeters taller. It was scary. But she did not show that she was afraid, but calmly, in her gentle and naturally quiet voice, she said.

-no need! I'm just going to Cesari's pastry shop..

She was immediately interrupted by a voice that changed to a coaxing whisper, even slightly commanding.

-I'm being chased. Play along with me.

After a moment, he whispered again, pulling the girl's hand slightly.

-et's go..

(Sorry for the mistakes, I wrote this using a Google translator. I was inspired to create the bot by a Russian sound, like something from a movie.)