Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:05:09 AM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:06:04 AM)
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Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:07:16 AM)
*Renzo had been surprised with tickets to New York and a flight short enough to avoid technical 'difficulties'*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:19:06 AM)
When the plane lands, Renzo would wait at the carousel to pick up their luggage. A smile was offered to Chiara as she approaches. "I do simply adore first class. Really though darling, you shouldn't have." He holds out a hand to her as she approaches. His skin felt warm to the touch when he brought her in close as if to slow dance. He would have no doubt had a bite to eat before they left to make his appearance seem less than monstrous on their flight. "Start spreading the news, I am leaving today...I want to be a part of it. New York, New York." A brief hum as he whispered the lyrics. "Frank Sinatra can be an honorary Giovanni this evening." And his dark chocolatey gaze sought to meet her pretty green ones.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:22:25 AM)
I couldn't think of what else to get you. And you can say you gave me a weekend in New York, so it's two birds with one stone. *Chiara was quite pleased with herself, even if Renzo was furnishing part of the trip. It was still an adventure back to his old stomping grounds and there enough hints of pleasure to convince her the effort had been worth it. She smiled as he swept her in, t hough the song escaped. She would nod, even she knew that name and her smile widened as his eyes slid to hers.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:31:15 AM)
There would be one of those hungry, breathless kisses that had an intensity matched only by its fleeting touch. The kind of thank you kiss couples gave each other when words didn't much make sense. When he caught sight of their luggage out of the corner of his eye he slipped away to pick them up, one in each hand. "Come on, I'll show you how Giovanni boys in New York hail a cab." And he would lead the way with a quick step. The airport was busy and yet nothing compared to the din of the traffic and the noise of the pedestrians outside. Even at this late hour there was simply so much going on. "An adorable name don't you think? 'The city that never sleeps.' It's romantic, ethralling and foreboding all at the same. If you can think of an emotion I could find on the face of any given New Yorker in just about five minutes." A glance back to Chiara to make sure she hadn't been mugged, kidnapped or more likely: gotten lost.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:34:34 AM)
*The location was either perfect or unfair, depending on who you asked. Chiara's head spun in the fun way, the way it felt when the carnival ride first started to spin into the air. Her hand curled around his shoulder, both to bring her coloser and support herself. Slightly. She'd pull back bresthessly, nodding faintly that. Pink, but pleased and matching his brisk pace. Though her first response was to gape, both at the hugeness of the airport and the bustle of the streets that stretched in all directions. Amazinga nd bewildering. It was as well he'd checked as she'd slowed and was blinking at the sheer hugeness of it.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:43:32 AM)
Contrary to all of the dancing about and umbrella waving many of the tourists did. Renzo's tactic was subtle, to point and perhaps a bit dangerous. One of the two Benjamin's he kept in his pinstripe suit jacket was flipped out over a couple of twenties and he casually waved down a ride with the unspoken promise of a wealthy tip. Whether or not he gave one would of course be dependant on the cabby. "I do so hope we get an Indian. Their music is as fascinating as their culture. Nothing as suave and rich as our spicy heritage but charming none-the-less. In any case, I quite like the exotic flavor." Perhaps Chiara wouldn't realize the flavors Renzo was referring to were more suited to his palate than hers. No doubt he would grow just a touch quieter. Normally the Giovanni was good about keeping his expression of the relative joys of unlife to those who shared his seemingly damned nature. As it was he had been spending far too much time around the more debased vampires of New Orleans.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:44:34 AM)
Luggage was loaded into the back of the cab and a door would be opened for his apparent valentine.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:57:33 AM)
*Chiara chose to take it with more innocent meanings or is flair, automatically flitering out the darker meanings and purpose beneath. It helped that she was very much distracted. There were the lights, the energy the city seethed with and the the blaring noises that were almost brutal. It was exotic, but frightening at the same time. Harder to track Renzo's words.*

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 1:57:42 AM)
*and she'd easily hop into the car*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:05:08 AM)
Renzo would lean forward and give the cabby a twenty to start, declaring an address in Queens. It was one of the seedier boroughs to be sure but at the moment safety was the least of his worries. "I bet you're famished. We're going to stop at Fat Tony's for a pizza. Real New York style. I think you'll love it. I used to eat there a lot...before." And his gaze drifted outside the window as they past by a few of the more recognizable sights. Then as if a change of subject felt in order Renzo would return his attention to the companion at his side. "Didn't those orchids have such a lovely stain of red on against those pristine white petals? I almost thought you might accuse me of being vulgar." A wink to her. "Really though darling, the white reminds me of your pristine soul, pure as driven snow. Comparitively of course." He said this all in jest, it might very well have been the truth but he took it in stride.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:08:10 AM)
*She'd give his hand a light squeeze and followed the topic change quickly. A brow lifted and a sudden smile flashed out at him, amusement crinkling green eyes at the edges.* I'm not going to call orchids vulgar. If you'd gotten me a showgirl outfit, maybe and thank you, comparative and all. *That last had enough of laugh to it to be amused, rather than displeased.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:11:21 AM)
Renzo would squeeze her hand back in return. "It's been too long since we've really had a good gossip. Tell me sweet Chiara, what is new in your life of pretty words and sunny days?"

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:11:57 AM)
FAmily or other?

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:13:43 AM)
Renzo waves his hand nonchalantly. "Why don't we begin with family? Your Nonna, she is fairing well back in Italy I hope."

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:18:03 AM)
She's stable, though I'm not entirely sure what that means. I haven't been able to get the most information. *Chiara's f ace fell instantly, though the tone was steady enough.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:23:50 AM)
There would not be an immediate reaction apparent to Renzo's demeanor. He knew, just by the crestfallen look upon her cheeks, that she was hurting. Once, perhaps, there was a time when he could have empathized, when he might have shared her pain. As it was Renzo was genuinely more concerned for how much Chiara was pained by the events rather than the dying woman. His response seemed aimed at solving her pain. Isn't that what Giovanni did? Protected the people they cared about? "I could have her...kissed." He used the more genteel term, even embrace seemed somehow distasteful around one as delightfully innocent as Chiara.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:24:39 AM)
"It would guarantee a longer life for her." An offering, perhaps to sooth her hurt.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:28:12 AM)
No, no. I'd rather she have a natural end. -She- would rather. But thank you. *Chiara's tone was firm and the quick shake of her head vehement. She did grasp the attempt to soothe her and responded by leaning in to lightly kiss his cheek.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:30:52 AM)
Renzo nodded, content to let the matter go, at least for the moment. "I ordered two show girl outfits, one for you and one for your Nonna." A faux sigh. "I suppose I should have them returned." His focus was on the tall buildings outside. The water front was somewhere beyond their looming silhouettes.

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:32:20 AM)
*She laughed, the amusement surprised out of her. The image of Nonna seeing a showgirl outfit, let alone Chiara wearing one... She shook her head, but had lost the hangdog look for the moment.* I think Nonna in that would happen about the time you wore a dress and high heels.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:37:10 AM)
Renzo winked. "And what about you?" He asked with a smile. "If all I have to do to get you in one of those feathery outfits is throw on a dress and high heels." A genuine laugh now. "Oh honey, we'd be dropping by the Talbots over on Drake. It'll be a Valentines Day to remember, I guarantee that darling."

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:38:06 AM)
Renzo would remind the cabby that they didn't really want to go shopping and he still planned on visiting Fat Tony.

Foamy (Feb 12, 2011 2:38:52 AM)
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Foamy (Feb 12, 2011 2:38:58 AM)
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Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:39:28 AM)
..That might involve a wedding ring, but I'll figure out what a dress and high heels would get you. *She put on her most 'serious' face and pretended to give the matter due consideration. An intrigued glance at that.* Talbot's?

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:49:31 AM)
"A clothing store for ladies who like putting a big hole in a check book." He glances back at her with a grin. The expression faded as he noticed Chiara's considerate face. Did she mention a wedding ring? "A wedding ring of any price would be well worth it. Just imagine, you, the exquisite Chiara Giovanni with enough feathery plumage showing off to make any man jealous." And something about that last bit intrigued him. She might notice him chew thoughtfully on a cut at the corner of one lip, previously unnoticed perhaps?

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:52:11 AM)
(I actually just remembered he got pretty beat up yesterday. 3 lethal 2 bashing >.<. He healed up 1 of it though.)

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:52:59 AM)
(Closer inspection might reveal a bruise under his jaw and a healing cut over his brow.)

Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 2:55:15 AM)
Guilt gets in the way, thought it -is- tempting. *Chiara was half intrigued, half concerned on behalf of Renzo's poor, potentially abused check book. She blinked, more stunned that he almost seemed to be considreing it than the mental picture of her in feathers. When she put that into a bedroom, it was less embarrassing. Mostly. She noted the cut belatedly, a brow quirking gently.*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 3:00:14 AM)
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Chiara Giovanni (Feb 12, 2011 3:01:14 AM)
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