Just a day in Italy's capital and I had already been exposed to a lot, food laced with Ichor being the biggest shocker of the day.
Sure, meeting Chiara was cool, but how could it compare to that?
When I got back to the hotel, although I mentioned Chiara, I didn't tell anyone about the extraordinary happenings of our encounter. I was surprised to learn that, in the course of their activities the previous day, Ninja Momma and Hontas had stepped into the Vatican.
Ninja Momma had spent the morning drilling several objectives into our heads, and before we left, she had called me aside for some last instructions. At the moment, we were in a black Mercedes cruising through the city of Rome. Hontas and I sat in the back while Ninja Momma sat in front with the driver.
