Madison nodded her understanding to her allurist friend, glad that the other had the ability to speak telepathically as well. It was such a useful power to speak to someone privately without worry over anyone overhearing. When Alex finally spoke up to the others about needing to be on the same page, Madison backed her up, "I agree that we all need to be of like mind but perhaps we should move this conversation elsewhere since he's all but out the door already."*Enver, yes. 100% sure. This Vivianna maybe. And if we can get that Killian to take a chill pill, maybe he would still be able to join us. But to just go in with guns blazing? Not what I had in mind at all... I wanted to get us all in and out quickly and will as little chance of being seen as possible...* Alex ended the mindspeak with a short shake of her head.
Enver had gotten up and prompted the three women about if they were coming before he too headed for the exit. Madison slid her gaze over the one she didn't know before looking to Alexandrea and giving her friend a shrug of the shoulders that she knew the other woman would see as her saying 'What do we really have to lose?'. Grabbing the handle of her bag and throwing it across her body, Madison stood up and began to follow the two males out of the cafe. She stopped dead in her tracks and her periwinkle eyes widened in shock as she saw Killian raise a weapon to Enver, not immediately realizing that the gun had a hopper on it. A pop sounded through the room and all chatter quieted as all heads turned to Enver and Killian. Then the laughter began, some nervous sounding, as everyone began to realize Enver now had a paint splatter on his behind. Madison herself couldn't help but chuckle at not only Enver's pants but also her reaction. Maybe she needed to lighten up a bit.
Turning to look over hear shoulder, Madison canted her head to the exit. Head forward again she followed the two men outside, glad to be leaving the busy cafe. When she stepped into the night air and out of the way of the entrance, both men had lit cigarettes. Madison had been a social smoker when she was still mortal and had since had a single cigarette since she had been turned. It just didn't do anything for her anymore so she didn't bother asking one of them if she could bum one though the thought had crossed her mind. Hitching the shoulder strap of her bag a bit, she approached them and caught the tail end of what Killian was saying. Something about Robert. Madison wondered if he was talking about her Robert.
"When who realized what?"
