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Jotaro and Anne returned safely, recounting their run in with Yellow Temperance.

Shortly after, you all went for dinner. Though the small talk and camaraderie was pleasant, you desperately wanted to return to your hotel room. With your fight facing Ebony Devil and a frustrating excursion to prison all taking place in the same day, you needed the rest.

You got your wish soon enough. Once you walked in you sat on your bed.

"It's been such a long day," he said. "Those officers were a nightmare."

"Tell me about it," you laughed. "I had fun with it, and of course I didn't leave without getting a trophy."

Polnareff laughed, "What do you mean trophy?"

You reached into your coat and pulled out a gun.

"This is what I mean."

He jumped back.

"Woah! How? More importantly, why?"

"The cops couldn't see my stand, so on my way out I used it to snatch one. And, I've been thinking of something my stand might be able to do. I needed a gun to test it," you responded. "Plus, we both know that if I asked Muhammad or Mr. Joestar for one, they'd say no."

"What do you think your stand can do?"

"Since I can manipulate my blood, in theory, if my blood ended up on something like a bullet, I would be able to guide the bullet. However, I'm not sure if I can, so I'll have to test it..."

"Nope!" He shouted, "I'm not being your target!"

"I wasn't going to ask you, dumbass. I didn't even say anything yet..."

"Well, you sure sounded like you were implying it," he crossed his arms.

"I have someone in mind already," you say while you get up and walk to the phone.

You dial in the number while Polnareff stares at you.

It rings until a deep voice from the other end says, "Hello?"

"Hey, Jojo, it's me."

"What do you need?"

"Can you meet me in the lobby in five minutes? I have a favor to ask."

There was a moment of silence before you got a response.

"Fine, what is it?"

"You'll find out when you get down there."

"Good grief, alright."

"See ya in five!"

You hang up.

"Polnareff," you start. "If Mr. Joestar or Muhammad ask where I am, lie."

"Lie?!"

"Did you not hear me? Yes, lie! They can't know what I'm doing. They'll be pissed for multiple reasons, so please."

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