Juggling being a mob boss and a single father of two (You and Trish) was a struggle for Diavolo. You could tell that your father was constantly tired, no matter how much sleep he got. And the two kids he had to care for just made his pre-existing paranoia skyrocket. But, thankfully, you were always fed and had a place to sleep - so that was good.

It was late into the night when Diavolo came home, he was holding two pizza boxes since it was far too late to cook an actual dinner. "I'm home..!" Diavolo called out, "I brought home dinner-!"