Introductions.

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Lilah Doute was quiet, more so than usual. She had all the reason to be; in a city like Gotham, the only fun you could have was if you had the skill and right connections to go on a crime spree without being arrested or if you had plenty of money so that you could block out the crime. Hilariously, she actually had both. 

Looking up from the long meeting table, her light brown eyes scanned the empty meeting room. Her house served as a meeting place for the Falcone's, that was, when they weren't sitting around in a nightclub. In fact, her house was used for the important meetings and thanks to her mother, she had no choice but to comply. Narrowing her eyes slightly she rose from the chair, pacing around the dimly lit room, Carmine 'The Roman' Falcone married her mother, Elizabeth Doute, after the death of his first wife, Louisa, as well as her own father's death. As a result, Carmine, or 'father' as he requested to be called, gave her and her younger brother this house to share, resulting in her becoming very familiar with numerous unsavory people. Luckily enough, Mercious stayed clear of most things, he mostly kept to himself or a nightclub, leaving Lilah to take control of the responsibility that was thrust upon them. 

The house was a nightmare in itself, but that wasn't even the worst of it. As well as hosting a bunch of criminals and mobsters, Lilah had the pleasure of 'funding' and occasionally having Carmine's 'friends' stay with them in order to use the multiple laboratories and other interesting places in the basement that Lilah swore was larger than the house itself.

Hearing a knock on the door, Lilah turned her gaze to the doorway, where, much to her own disdain Carmine Falcone stood, wearing his best suit, a cigar hanging out of his mouth. Standing behind him was a younger, tall man with dark hair, his pretty blue eyes were shielded by a pair of half-moon rimmed glasses. 

"Lilah." Carmine smiled, holding out his arms as if asking for a hug (She really hoped he wasn't). Taking a step back so that she was well and truly out of hugging reach, she forced a smile and nodded as a form of greeting.

"Carmine." She muttered. Clearing his throat, Carmine Falcone gave her a small glare, one she had often seen before, "I mean... father..." She trailed off, letting her eyes fall to the red carpet underneath her feet. Clapping his hands together, Carmine stepped closer towards her, resulting in her immediately taking another step backwards,

"Lilah, Lilah, Lilah..." He began, the taller man following him with a smug expression, "I have someone I'd like you to meet." Clenching her jaw, Lilah stepped forward, this wasn't the first time Carmine had told her he 'had someone for her to meet'. After his own daughter and two sons married off, Lilah was the last, excluding Mercious, who was mature enough and valuable enough to be married off to a rich family in order to establish more ties between the Falcone family and whatever family the tall guy came from. Glancing around the room, Lilah quickly located the closest and easiest escape routes, Carmine's weight gave her some advantage, as did her ten years of gymnastics, courtesy of her beloved mother, the tall man was a mystery, but he seemed arrogant enough to get past,

"Well.. once again, I'm flattered." She began stepping closer towards the pair of them, her eyes locked onto the tall man. She couldn't help but analyse him as she walked closer; she noted his perfect posture, his tailored, unwrinkled suit and of course, those beautiful eyes of his. He was nice to look at and would probably make a great little statue for Mercious to later destroy, but as for a husband, she would probably kill him in his sleep and then dump his pretty body in the lake somewhere outside of Gotham, "But... I really think maybe... we should do this another time... I mean, he looks lovely, no really he does... but I am quite busy." She smiled, looking around for some inspiration about what she could be busy with. After receiving a slight frown from both men, Carmine finally let out a loud laugh, causing Lilah to jump slightly,

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