Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 11:53:16 AM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 11:55:08 AM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 11:59:25 AM)
*She waits...like a true lady, for someone to open the taxi door for her. Then she steps out and resumes her position by Renzo, nodding to him to signal that she is ready to make entrance to the restaurant ahead.* The way you talk about it....it's so...casual and straight forward. Can't say I've ever had it that way before. Like you were talkign of....well, food.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:04:42 PM)
"Weren't we speaking of food?" He asked with a mischevious touch to a fleeting grin. Renzo escorts her into the cafe of warm crimsons and rouge. As they were escorted to a table he would stop to quietly appraise a painting upon the wall. It was the figure of a woman wearing a slip that accentuated all the right curves. "Then again, is there much difference between food and people? Even in the most human of ways." A nod to the host as they were seated.

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:08:21 PM)
*Takes a seat and gives him an almost tired sigh* Oh, come on. There's plenty more to life than food. You sound just like that pappa fatso in Sopranos, or whatever that series was called again? Could you be any more old and italian? *She opens up the meny and nearly sticks her nose to it* No offense, ofcourse. Just telling you.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:15:09 PM)
Renzo laughed. "Old? I've died twice, darling. I dare say I deserve a little age to my vintage." Then he glanced back at the painting and motioned so Tasha might look upon it. "Consider the painter of this fine woman. His subject was something he meant to be sampled, devoured and sated upon. If only with the eyes..." His words drifted off into their inevitable possibilities. Clearly he would have done more than paint such a woman. He glanced back at Tasha to gauge her reaction. Apparently he had never heard of the Sopranos but her apology at offense seemed to amuse him. "Oh now, don't worry of slighting me. You wouldn't have time to apologize."

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:19:22 PM)
*Lifts her gaze from the menu and casts it upon the wall, trying to focus her blurry view on the curvy woman for a moment* Eh... I jsut don't see the connection between this and eating, to be honest. It's food for the soul, or so peoepl say, but...I really like art as art and music as music, you know? It's a bit different to need somethign to live than to just enjoy something. Eating is pretty essential. Can I have veal parmigiana?

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:20:18 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:20:52 PM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:20:56 PM)
(wb. need repost?)

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:21:01 PM)
(thanks and yes please!)

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:22:54 PM)
*Lifts her gaze from the menu and casts it up on the wall, trying to focus her blurry vision on the curvy woman on display.* Eh...I jsut don't see the connection between this and eating. Atleast not in the sense you seem to. It's food for the soul, or so people say, but...I really liek my art and art and music as musci, you know? It's a bit different to need something to live than to just enjoy something. Eatign is pretty essential. *she loosk back to the menu* Can I have veal parmigiana?

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:27:27 PM)
"Essentials can still have the same beauty. In fact, I would claim they must. At least where I am concerned." Renzo stated factually, his demeanor taking on a brooding sense of consideration when Tasha asked about the veal. "You may of course eat whatever you like, so long as I am given the same courtesy." The way he looked at her then was not entirely unlike how he was just looking at that painting.

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:29:09 PM)
*Lifts her eyes once more from the menu, and narrows them slightly at him* Now that's a bit too much asked, from your part. *she shuts the menu* But! Since oyu think art and food are the same, I can sing for you. How's that? I know the pianist from before, did I tell you?

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:35:34 PM)
"How delightful. Though I'll have to politely decline. I am rather singular when it comes to singing and women." Renzo's words carried a sobering intensity. He glared suddenly, not at Tasha but at nothing at all. His gaze was unfocused. Then suddenly he declared. "Order your veal." She could almost see the wanton violence behind his eyes.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:37:15 PM)
(going to grab a drink brb)

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:39:29 PM)
*Watches him, and then glances over her shoulder with a bewilded look on her face, looking for the subject of his glare. Her own eyes stand in her head wide open and alert as she stares back to him, and for a while it look liek she is about to say something. Then she just lifts her hand to wave over a tender* I umh...*She has to take a moment to clear her throat before she speaks* Would like the veal parmigiana, please. And no! Just some water, please. And umh...can you fill up the salt container please? I know, but I want it to the full...thankyou.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:44:30 PM)
"Nothing for me." Renzo states. His appearance had softened a little, though there was something vicious lingering in his features. Dark chocolate eyes steadied again on Tasha. "Now. I do believe you promised to tell me about how you know of my beloved family."

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 12:47:50 PM)
I had a bit of a romance, in my wild youth. *she shrugs, but seems unable to drop off all the tensity that had appeared in her* Lovely one too with as much passion and rush to it as you can imagine. *takes a breath to sigh before she continues* But you prolly know it wasn't ment to be, so...all good comes to an end sometime. I broke his heart and he broke my nose. Happy end.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 12:56:45 PM)
Renzo smiled. It was a genuine look of understanding. "You're quite lucky then, Tasha. A broken nose is quite a small price for breaking a Giovanni heart." He winked and stretched his arms out to rest nonchalantly on the table. His glassy fingernails rapt gently with a beat not unlike that of a heart. "Romance is a rather silly thing though. So fickle and uncertain. Especially when there are so many more sure ways of gaining loyalty and affection."

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:01:55 PM)
Oh, but I don't think that's the point. Otherwise it would be called marriage. *she winks back at him and sets her elbows on the table and her chin to her palms to support her head* Maybe sometimes it just is alot better to be obsessed than posessed. And I sure would have taken alot worse, if it was to come. But he prolly knew it wasn't more than a fling, even if a real good one. Are you married, Renzo?

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:06:25 PM)
Renzo continued strumming his fingers as he listened to Tasha talk about obsession and possession, nodding quietly in agreement. When she asked about marriage he grew still and it was long seconds before he answered. "No. There are quite a lot of things left to do before I'll find that option appealing. As endearing and traditional the concept, I think we have different ideas as to what marriage means. Do you think it involves some kind of possession?"

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:11:28 PM)
It depends. If you ask Naji about that, then yes. He got 3 wives that follow him nicely in a row wherever he goes. *huffs a little at that, but her face soon lights up to a smile when her food arrives* Ahh! That sure looks good...and smells.mmm. *she spends a moment admiring her portion of veal in red sauce, before returning back to his question* but yeah...not saying it's always like that, hell no! So it's pretty much what you make of it, I 'd say.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:19:03 PM)
"That is so true of everything in our lives." He emphasized the last word as if uncertain it was what he was looking for. "Naji is his name then? How fabulous that he has so many wives and a mistress as well. Can always trust a family man, can't we?" Somehow the way Renzo said that made the idea of family sound almost like a liability. He laced his fingers together now and watched her eat with no small amount of envy. It was as plain as the hunger that she could see in his eyes.

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:23:16 PM)
*holds the veal down with the fork and cuts it in pieces, using much unnessessary force* Heh, who you calling his mistress? You got it all wrong, mate. *she smirks and slips a piece in her mouth, and rolls her eyes back in euphoria* MMMH! magic.. *she chews, and finally swallows* but..you got that other thing right. *she points the fork at him, and his point* ..about family. So many people overlook such things, take them for granted. I think you people got it pretty nice.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:31:30 PM)
"We people? You assume too much, dear Tasha." Renzo blinked and then slowly smiled. She could almost see the tips of fangs in the expression. "Though, I do so dislike being wrong. It's simply annoying. Then again, how adoringly curious you are. If Naji is not your master, then who?" The Italian licked his lips thoughtfully and glanced again at her ravaged meal before meeting Tasha's gaze again.

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:39:55 PM)
He's my master about as much as my master. He's family, after all. Just not the one I get my juice from.*she couldn't find the right word to use, but assumes that he understood* Aaaand I'll keep that one a secret 'till he desides to come out himself. So....I guess you can concider me Naji's pet in the meanwhile. *takes another piece of meat*

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:45:30 PM)
"I'll be content to know it's a 'he'." Renzo nodded and reached into his suit jacket pocket to retrieve a billfold and stand. "The pleasure was mine, of course. Though I am left quite unfulfilled, I can't completely blame you. Rumor has it my kiss is rather, agonizing. Do have a lovely evening." He winked then and turned away to head towards their waiter so he might pay. Renzo didn't seem interested in lounging about and waiting.

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:45:36 PM)
(Gotta head out. Thanks for the rps!)

Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:45:50 PM)
(thankyou too! See you around)

Renzo Giovanni (Oct 22, 2011 1:46:09 PM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Oct 22, 2011 1:46:13 PM)
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