Easy took it upon himself to refill a glass for Diego who looked like he could use more to drink. The alcohol worked against him making rational decisions. He was curious about what she wanted to show him. Number Two remained silent and ate but only due to mulling over the information he'd just been given.

It didn't sullen the mood, the wheels were turning in his head as the group were amused at Jessica's conclusion. The retrospection at least had him eat more with his refill. Still, the warm fuzzy feeling doubled and his thoughts from infiltrating the underground fight club were interrupted by Colleen asking if he wanted more food or was she clear to pack up the leftovers.

"Hold on now. Tell me there are to go containers," Easy piped up after shoving the bite of food he'd taken into his cheek.