*yawn* It had been a long day at the police station, and the new trainees, Josuke and Okuyasu, were looking forward to some good food. Upon stepping into Trattoria Trussardi, a rather disheveled Tonio-san stumbles out, eyes watering.
“Tonio-san! What’s wrong?” Josuke stopped the young cook, concerned.
“Oh, hello i’m afraid i can’t cook right now, please come back much later. You see, I am taking a long trip and I don't know when I’ll be back.”
“That sounds fun, but why do you look so….”
“Bad. I might be being dumb, but you look horrible.” Okuyasu suddenly chirped up, ignoring warning glares from Josuke.
“*sigh* I’m sorry boys, but as you can see, I’m very tired. my brother, Massimo Volpe has mysteriously died. I must return to Italy and inquire about cause of death. I just hope he didn’t get into trouble with any gangs.” Tonio-san muttered the last part.
“We’re very sorry for your loss. But, why don’t we accompany you. Okuyasu has been very bored, plus i think Koichi and Jotaro have both been to Italy recently!” Josuke offered as Okuyasu nearly collapsed.
“Really? That would be very helpful and I am grateful. But first, let’s eat. Poor Okuyasu looks almost as bad as me.” Both boys dashed inside without a second warning.