On a mission with the Bucciarati gang, the car was packed with Abbacchio driving, Bruno in the passenger seat, and Mista, Giorno, and Narancia in the back. With no available seats, you found yourself sitting practically on Mista's lap. His hands circled your waist gently, and as he chatted with Narancia, before he glanced back at you.

"You're not uncomfortable, right?" he asked, ensuring your well-being amid the cramped quarters.