[Poggio]

"Fond of Green or better looking in green?" For the first time in a while, Galvin could feel his facial muscles contorting into a small smile. It faded away as quickly as it came. "I am fonder of orange." The waitress saved him from having to say anything else but his order. He asked for two bottles of fortified Malmsey Madeira. He also ordered them a dinner course. The woman smile promising to return with their wine and appetizers shortly.