Retrieve the Arrow!
Jowi walked up to the meeting spot, wearing a fancy Italian suit with a zipper on the front of it, waiting for Monty. The business attire actually fit him, and his hair was combed to look more neat and organized. With him, he carried a briefcase with two other Stand Arrows inside.
Monty sighed, fingering the clasp of her wristlet nervously. It had been a little over a decade since she last saw her mother, a confident business woman who ran her company with cold elegance. Though from what her brother had informed her the night before last, she hadn’t been doing so well lately. Which worried the singer. “Jowi? Is that you?” She called out.
“Indeed it is.” He replied,giving a little bow, “What’s the scoop? I’ve got a blank check in my pocket, and plenty of money to work with.”