Mercedes had driven a small van and chose Chinatown for the meeting spot, taking Jack and V right back to the familiar territory they knew well.
That's much more like it, the shady deals between corporate dogs and street rats always happened out in the open, not in some fancy restaurant.
Jack held a package of pink-colored All-Food Meat Paradise in his hand, with a label that read, "Tastes just like the real thing!"
"I prefer these places anyhow, that Mayor Elder tries too hard to be fancy."
But once you've tasted real meat, the difference between it and this cheap synthetic street meat is quite noticeable.
V had finished off a piece too and was tossing the trash into a bin as he said, "Is that all we got now? I never noticed before, but why does this meat taste so odd..."
As he spoke, he nudged Lille with his elbow, "Explain, will you?"
Lille spoke slowly, "It's all protein, but the protein you ate at Ashes is natural, cut straight from a cow.
