I look at Toren with a dry face.
"I told earlier I am from Milan, well precisely I am from Bergamo. Now don't get too dreamy about buildings and locations but...
There is a noble palace in Brescia which has quite a curious entrance. It is written on the right column "Incoming" and on the left "Outocoming". On the top of the entrance, you need to look up to see it, you see "from God". It is written in Latin.
But perhaps I may offer you a book on the noble manors of Bergamo? I brought it with me for past's sake."
I turn my gaze to Penguin, smiling:
"I understand the iussue of being discreet, and well, nothing to say about it. My fault. It was a bit of Monthy Pythonesque situation. Also notice I am not a PhD, I'm getting one patent... And half" I open and clap my hands, as in Ah the asshole of mine, eh?
I move my gaze toward Aenigma, with a smile:
"So this ends to tarallucci e vino(it means all ends nicely), shall we have a drink on it? If everything goes well, I've got lot of business to do here. I'll indulge on a bottle of smoke. And I'll have the pleasure of having all of you as hosts. If everything goes finely. Even you, Noctina" I turn to her I'd like to have you as my guest, if you do not mind with all of our society of esteemed gentlemen and gentleladies for a dinner.
So after receiving the orders, I stand up and walk for getting the drinks. I notice a girl coming out from the room where Pulp Noir lead us newcomers. I make her a quick sign of hello, and with a relaxed smile in the face:
"Hello there, I've seen you earlier. I was a bit rude before, when I went out abruptly. I am going to get a drink for my esteemed collgues, mind you to join us?"