"Hey, Narancia." Mista spoke up. Narancia turns to Mista with a neutral expresssion, "Huh?" His eyes are on Mista who is leaning against the wall of the safehouse on the second floor. Mista's hands occupy themselves with his revolver's barrel. "What do you think of her?" Narancia is confused with his question.

"Who?"

"Come on, you know who I mean!" Mista hisses. His cheeks turn warm when thinking about the mute woman for a moment. His friend caught on what he is saying. "Ohhh, she seems pretty cool even if she doesn't talk." Narancia said, "You should have seen her fight - she can disappear in thin air like a magician." He made a poor attempt of describing how she fights. That only increase Mista's interest in her. "Why?" Narancia had to ask.

His purple eyes caught sight of Mista's pink cheeks. The gunner move closer to the teenager. "Did you see her looking at me back at Marina?" He reminded him in which Narancia shakes his head. "You must be seeing things." He doesn't believe Mista is saying. "She was c-h-e-c-k-i-n-g me out!" He spells it out to him in a quiet voice. "I don't believe you."

"You-!"

Behind the door, Trish painfully listen to their conversation. "They aren't exactly quiet about it." She thought to herself. The pink haired girl resume reading her magazine, she is fine for now since Latte brought the things she wanted. At least their conversation gives her a bit of background noise while reading.

Bruno kept his eyes on Latte who decide to make a toasted beef sandwich for the team on the road. She doesn't have to do thing but she won't take no as an answer. Latte wrote to him that they need all the energy for future fights. After all, they are humans. This gesture made Bruno see her a bit differently than before. Maybe it is wrong for them to be suspicious of her but they have to cautious. Being cautious kept them alive this long.

Sending Latte with Narancia was a good idea since it test Latte's character. Bruno notes that she has a bit of intelligence with her plan. She didn't betray him then again, she is loyal since she is a Passione member. Bruno will give her a bit of trust for now. Anything that cause him to mistrust her, he will deal with it himself.

Two taps on the wooden table made Bruno look up. Latte hold up a wrapped sandwich to him. In her other hand is a sandwich for herself in which she took a bite. This gesture silently tells him that she doesn't do anything to tamper with their food. She motions him to eat.

"Ah, thank you." Bruno took the sandwich and unwraps it. Taking the first bite, the meat is cooked well with a layer of lettuce, tomato, and mozzarella cheese. He has to admit, it is delicious. He looks up to see Latte waiting for his thoughts of her sandwich. "It's delicious." Bruno said with a smile. She smiles in satisfaction. "Tell the rest of them to be ready to move." He adds. She gestures to the brown bag which holds the other sandwiches.

Latte left Bruno to walk to the second floor. Within a couple minutes, they move to their van. Bruno is their driver and Narancia took the middle seats. Trish sit beside Latte while Mista took the other side at the back row. Mista and Narancia eat their sandwiches with vigor. It seems they were hungry. Trish and Latte quietly eat theirs.

They picked up Leone, Fugo, and Giorna as they successfully complete their mission. They look worst for wear - telling Latte that they encountered an enemy also. On the ride to their designation, Bruno hands the others their sandwiches. They eat it without a single thought. Leone painfully accept that Latte is a decent cook after eating everything.

Fugo joins them at the back seats. His eyes lands on Trish who remains silent throughout the trip. Latte looks out of the back window at her left. Mista grins at the sight, whispering to him. "I get it, Fugo." His left arm over Fugo's shoulders. "I can't help but stare at you know what, either." Their eyes look at both Trish and Latte's chest. Their mouths dry up at the sight. Mista's eyes couldn't help but drink up at the sight of Latte's. The van take a sharp turn. Before Fugo realize what is going on, his right cheek lands on something soft.

The male raises his head to realize that his right cheek was on Latte's chest. "AHHH!" Mista quickly pulls off Fugo from Latte. He silently curses at Fugo's luck. Trish looks at the sight with shock. The gunner quickly apologizes to Latte for Fugo's 'perverted' behavior. "He wasn't trying to take advantage of the sudden braking to see your breasts or touch your thighs! He just couldn't help himself!" Fugo shouts at Mista that it was an accident. Latte simply waves it off, seeing it was an accident.

Fugo silently thanks Latte's understanding nature. Luckily, nothing more happened after that incident.

Arriving the train station, the team found themselves in a room within the gold key with a red gem. This key fits inside a turtle's shell. "This turtle is a stand user?" Narancia spoke up. Rising his left arm, he found half of his body out of the turtle. Quickly, Latte pulls him back by grabbing the back of his shirt. Fugo notes that this room isn't an illusion, a real space. Leone told Bruno that the mini fridge in the room has cold drinks.

This is a good place to wait until they arrive in Venice. Latte took a bottle of ice water to drink from. After a few minutes, Latte noted that Giorno, Fugo, and Leone are taking a power nap on the red couch. They deserved a break since they are ones who got the key. Trish took a seat to drink ice water. Across from Trish is Bruno drinking water in his seat. Latte took a seat with Narancia at his left side. Narancia and Mista lean against wall close to Latte. She left her seat to stretch her legs by walking around.

Mista asks Narancia if he wants anything but it is met with silence. He recommends Narancia to sit down and relax. Latte and Mista stops to look at the older teen to see him coughing something up. A cold chill run down Mista's spine when seeing something hanging from the older teen's mouth. Narancia's appearance slowly changes to reveal him as an elderly man. "What the hell's wrong with you?!" Mista shouts out, "Buccarati!"

They went to combat mode. It is unnerving to see the other's becoming old. "A stand that turns people old?!" Mista exclaims, "Did they figure out we're in this turtle?" Latte noted that herself and the remaining members age slower when compare to others. Bruno tell Mista they have two options - leave the train or defeat the enemies. Mista prefer the second option. He pulls out his revolver pistol, "I have my sex pistols for the job." A tap on his right shoulder made Mista look at Latte.

She motions herself and him. He caught on her gesture - "We should work together." Mista nods his head, accepting her help. They have no time to waste or they will wither and die from old age. Before they could leave, Giorno stops them. He mentions that them age slower when compare himself. "Mista and myself are light. Trish and Latte's are even less." Bruno spoke up.

They are able to figure out why they aged slower - temperature difference because they consume cold drinks. Mista only found two ice cubes from the metal tray in the mini fridge. "Take those with you." Bruno orders Mista.

"Mista, Latte, you're going to take that ice and defeat the enemy. Before the ice melts and you lose your stand power." The gunner turns to the mute women. Latte's eyes connect with Mista's, giving him a nod.

Mista is the first one to come out of the turtle. Latte follows him while Mista acts as look out. She motions to the hallway. "Right." He whispers. Both of them stop when their eyes land on the air conditioner. Perfect, what a lucky find for them. Latte motions Mista to keep watch while she turns on the air conditioner.

Pressing the button, Latte felt something crawl up to her finger up to her left hand. A loud bang made Mista turn his head to see Latte against the wall. Pain in her expression is shown. His eyes widen to see a fishing hook moving towards her shoulder quickly. "Latte! Shit, there are two stand users! " He shouts out.

The user of the Beach boy pauses when feeling the bullet hitting his stand. "Mista? No, I caught someone else." He thought out loud, "Someone lighter? A female?!" There is someone that they don't know in Buccarati's team. It can't be the boss' daughter. This person is different.