Yeah, was he still angry. Could you exactly blame him. Though it took alot to get him mad, the world knew it. Ethan was full of emotion. Just normally it was happy-go-lucky like emotion. This wasn't exactly normal. Also, not incredibly normal for him to be ill-willed towards her. It took alot to get him to even raise his voice to Leticia. Like his weekend. It was just that good of a weekend.
"Anything good?" He asked keeping his mind free from the rage. He didn't want to scream at her. Which he actually deep down wanted to, but he was finally back in the room, and he wanted to sleep in a bed, not the car. Looking to her he sighed and shook his head. "It's fine. I'll live." He turned and sat down on the vanity. "I have something too. This big time magazine guy, has a painting that he's going to be moving. Worth sevty-one mill." A half grin. "Easy take. Just a single armor truck, with one motorcycle patrol."