First Date

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A picture of Raven and Roberto's outfits

"Raven!" Roberto called my name as I was about to head out of the house. 

"What is it, Roberto?" I asked, "I have a quick mission to do,"

"I was wondering if you were free this afternoon," he shrugged,

"Once I'm finished with this mission, yeah I'm free," 

"Good," he smiled to himself, "Did you want to go out this afternoon? Like on a date?" my mouth fell open slightly but then I smiled, this would be the perfect thing to get me better trusted.

"Sure," I smiled, "Want to come to my mission, it's easy, you won't have to do anything," Roberto nodded enthusiastically and I led him outside to where a black Lada was waiting. I got into the driver's seat and he got into the passenger seat,

"Brooklyn please," the Italian joked,

"Shut it, or I'm not going out with you," I told him as I turned the radio on. He shut his mouth and I drove out of the driveway and into the street. We drove for a while until I parked near an alley in the poorer part of New York, "Stay here," I told Roberto as I reapplied my lip gloss and made sure my gun was loaded.

I got out of the car, tucking the gun into the back of my jeans. I walked into the darkened alley, moving quickly and looking around for cameras or other people. A woman was waiting at the other end of the alley, leaning against the corner with a cigarette in her mouth. "Those are bad for you, you know?" I told the woman. 

"I know," she replied, blowing a puff of smoke out, "But Ivan has been a complete asshole since you left, I needed some relief," 

"That sounds like Ivan," I scoffed, "What do you have for me, Alina? I've got a boring Italian in the car waiting to take me on a date," 

"A date?" she chuckled, stamping the cigarette out, "Only you could stoop so low,"

"Shut it," I scoffed and held my hand out. She passed me a flash drive and I turned it over in my hand.

"That's all the information about the man that Ivan is hunting," she sighed, "But we still don't know his name," 

"I'll find him," I shrugged, "Matteo has a computer in his office, his sister told me that it can search for matches with only one bit of information," 

"Awesome," Alina smirked at me, "I'll see you later," then she walked off down the street, the tall high heels she was wearing, clacking down the street. I rolled my eyes at her disguise and walked back through the alley, tucking the flash drive into my pocket. I sighed before getting into the car and starting it.

"You ready?" I asked him,

"Yeah, I have the best place," he smiled, "But first, I think you may want to get changed into better clothes,"

"Really?" I sighed, he nodded and I quickly drove back to HQ.

"I've told Garcia to lay out a nice dress for you, be ready in 5 minutes," I sighed as we ran up the stairs to his room. I went up to my room and saw a light blue dress lying on the bed. I sighed, running my hand over the beaded top. I took off my sweatpants and hoodie and put the dress on, 

"Garcia has good taste," I admitted, admiring myself in the mirror. I went into the bathroom, styled my hair and put on some makeup. I walked downstairs and waited in the lounge room,

"You look nice," Matteo came down the stairs, "Going somewhere?"

"I thought you had already gone to your mission," I sighed, standing up and facing him.

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