[i]Eyeing the bullets with a smirk, Irina chuckled quietly to herself, before she began speaking in her ever-so familiar Italian accent. She thought it was funny - even when completely unarmed, people still came around with tools of destruction. Then again, she could still pull off some things.[/i] [u]"Why all the armor? I know it's cold, and I know I'm not exactly the best person, but..."[/u] [i]She smirked, before continuing.[/i] [u]"...Eh, I don't mind too much. At least you came prepared if something went to hell, right?[/u] [u]Anything you want in particular? Heard this place has really good hot chocolate..."[/u]