Ottava Corsa

[is_the_eldest]

[Video | English... with bits of Italian]

[The video feed turns on zoomed in close to what... seems to be glass? Oh wait, a glass bottle. With something inside it, a reddish something to be exact. A reddish liquid, though the color of the bottle offsets the red a bit, but still. Either way a very pleased looking Federico is next to be seen as he

Comments

[stray_cardinal]

Santo cielo!

[is_the_eldest]

Posso aiutarla, signora? [Can I help you, my lady?]

[There is a flashy smile along with that.]

[stray_cardinal]

Ne dubito. Signore.

[you're just lucky her bodyguards aren't here to trounce you.]

[is_the_eldest]

[And he'll laugh, a hearty laugh, before switching to English.]

And what is there to doubt? Hm?

[He appreciates them not being here.]

[stray_cardinal]

Perhaps your definition of the word "help."

[is_the_eldest]

And how would you have me define it?

[stray_cardinal]

I wouldn't presume to say. I was merely curious how you might.

[is_the_eldest]

Well, I would help you to a bottle of wine, if that works?

[stray_cardinal]

Perhaps.

[is_the_eldest]

If not a whole bottle, you could always share, signora. [With him~]

[stray_cardinal]

I'm sure I could.

[stray_cardinal]

I might wonder how much longer you gentlemen will remain...standing up.

[stray_cardinal]

We'll see about that.