Paolo was excited. His dream was about to come true. He struggled to believe it, given Livia’s earlier hostility towards him. His instincts told him to proceed with caution, although his downstairs department told him otherwise.
Taking trouble to groom himself for his forthcoming encounter, he had a nagging feeling it might just be another of Livia’s tricks. Accordingly, he decided he would arrive sufficiently late to act a little cool.
Pressing the entryphone at her house, some 15 minutes late, she answered.
“Come in Paolo... you’re late! Everthing’s gone cold here!”
‘Shiiiit!’ thought Paolo. ‘does that mean her too?’