Private Finished If At First You Don't Succeed...

Rada was new to the island, but during her first days there she had scouted the best restaurants, bars and ingredient sellers within it. So when Nat began leading the way Rada was already making a list of the possible bars within this direction she could've been taking her to. And the one the woman chose was on Rada's list, she had been to this establishment before. And started a fight there. Hopefully no one would recognize her and throw her out. The food was good enough, and booze was drinkable. If those requirements were filled Rada was good to go.

Thankfully no one blocked Rada's way in, and inside no one looked at her with hostility or suspicion. She and Nat sat in one of the tables, and where as Nat ordered a cocktail Rada ordered a glass of white wine.

Rada leaned back in her chair as well and took it easy, she knew what Nat wanted and thus it was easy to aboid revealing too much. Though Rada did consider throwing the woman a bone, if she kept sniffing around maybe Malakias would actually get laid. Even if it was just to get information out of him.
Or maybe Rada would take a bite instead. It'd be an interesting thing to wave in front of Malakias' face. But for now she kept those intentions out of her head, flirting was one thing but actually doing something was different.
"This island is pretty damn interesting. I knew there were other creatures, like demons and gods and vampires and such, but here I actually got to see so many different species in the same place. I'm getting used to it, though it was a bit overwhelming at first."
Rada said with a pleasant smile, Nat might be able to see that smile was similar to Malakias'. They did share the same blood.

This kind of chatting wasn't bad, Rada liked talking and was ultimately a pack creature, so even if this situation was tense under the surface she enjoyed this. Rada grinned at Nat when their drinks came and she went right ahead and sipped her white wine, tasting it a bit. Yup, not bad. Though it was kinda bland, they had let it sit for too long.

"Guess enterpreunership runs in the family. Though Malakias takes care of the stiff and official stuff, I just cook and keep inventory and hire a person here or there."
Rada waved her hand dismissively. She was putting herself down on purpose, she was aware that her role in running the restaurant and making it popular was pretty damn big.

Rada just wanted to see how Nat would react, and she didn't miss the kitty cat's smirk either. Oh, she thought she was so sneaky. Well, Rada just toasted back and sipped her wine nonchalantly, pretending believably she didn't get the meaning of the smirk, she was just the dumb idiot sister good in the kitchen, yup.

Rada grinned a bit at Nat's response and sipped her wine, damn right Rada's food wasn't shoddy. Hell, Rada would punch the daylight out of anyone who called her food shoddy.
"Suppose so. Been having good reviews thus far, at least."
Rada answered, still downplaying a bit, and shrugged.

It was a requirement for an offspring of a mafia family to be able to hold their tongue. Rada didn't seem good at that at first glance, but she had the ability to calculate and be smart and she was just as good at it as Malakias. Rafa just didn't intergrate it with her personality, it was an ability she used when she truly needed it. Or when she could have fun with it. Rada still didn't know which scenario this was, but she was having fun.

"Interested in me? Damn, aren't I lucky. Go on, I'm all ears."
Rada said with a slight brow raise and a bit of a flirty, almost predatory smile, also leaning in a bit while sipping her wine. Bring it on, kitty cat, and try not to get bitten.

There it was, Nat's actual motive. Rada listened to the question and didn't react in any special way, just puckered her lips a bit and hummed in thought, tapping the wine glass against her lower lip.
"You know, I've heard of this really infamous type of alcohol circulating on this island, some kind of blood gin or something. I want to find some of that and taste it, I think it could have really good cooking properties."
Rada said with a conversational tone and spun the wine in her glass, smiling at Nat over the table.
"You know what I'm passionate about? Cooking. So it's my dream come true to run a real professional kitchen at this age. Don't really wish for more. Well, aside from sex and good alcohol."
The last part was a lie, Rada wished for hell of a lot more, but she didn't show any lie markers, she made sure she didn't. And Nat would have to poke harder, probe deeper, to actually even get close to what she wanted to hear.

They had both just casually brushed over the fact, that Nat had met Malakias and Rada knew about it. But Rada wasn't about to point that out, she had made the mistake earlier of not reacting to it already. And even though Rada instinctively felt irritated over the yhought Malakias had said he was more important than Rada she hid it well. Rada knew Malakias wouldn't say that, at least not when it wasn't to her personally. Rather, Rada wouldn't be surprised if Malakias praised her to a stranger, pretended to be a good brother. Well, there must've been worse brothers. But Malakias was still a dick.
"My brother, huh? Well, he's damn good at his job, he deserves the credit. I may make a mean borscht, I'm just hopeless with people. Malakias' job is exhausting and requires talent."
Rada said with a pleasant smile, acting a good sister very well. Although in normal circumstances saying that would've made Rada barf. She and Malakias were about the same amount of good with people, only in different ways and different kind of people

"Nah, I already got a say in what menu items we sell and the kitchen is my kingdom, and that's about all that matters to me. But you're real considerate, to praise me and be considerate of me."
Rada grinned and winked a bit.

Rada really didn't like the picture of what kind of person she was in Nat's eyes. Naive and sheltered if not even spoiled woman who only cared that she could cook. That was disgusting. But it was necessary if Rada wanted to get this reporter off her back, let Malakias handle her. After all he was who father had sent here to root the mafia on this island.
"You sure you're just not flattering me so I'd pay the bill?"
Rada answered and grinned a bit, winking.
"Because I was going to do that anyway, though it's nice to hear my face is to your liking."

Rada had finished her drink a while ago, so when Nat finally finished hers the two signaled to the waiter at the same time, making Rada snort a bit.
"You got it. I'll just leave the honestly boring things to my brother and father and just concentrate on cooking and enjoying life."
Rada was going to brush her teeth later just for saying that sentence. Though outside she just shrugged casually and sipped her wine.
Rada was most definitely going to go for what Nat was planning, but she was also a master of holding her alcohol. Rada was confident she wasn't going to lose little miss kitty cat here when it came to drinking.

Oh boy, now they were on the family. Rada wondered when Nat was going to actually say the word "mafia". Rada also leaned forward, pretending to listen intently. Well, she actually was listening intently, so not much pretending there.
"I got to be honest with you, I don't know much about the family business. Father is an old-fashioned fella, oldest son inherits and all that. I'm not really complaining though, I'm not much of a business woman."
Oh, Rada knew all the ins and outs of the family business, she had made sure to learn them even against her father's will.

"Unique? Nah. I grew up sheltered. No care in the world."
Rada grinned a bit, showing no sign of the darker feeling that lifted its head inside her. Oh, she had been sheltered all right. Sheltered to the point she had had almost no will her own. Well, Rada had changed that.