"You guys are pretty adorable for being Mafia, ya know." "I can't comment on that." I roll my eyes. "You are Mafia, right?" Nikolai's given me enough hints to know that his story of being a business magnate is at least partially false. I'm putting my money on Mafia. "We may or may not lead a life of crime," he says evasively. "Mafia, confirmed." "Mafia, neither confirmed nor denied. Any conclusion you draw at this point is pure speculation on your part." "You're not in court, babe."
