[Poggio]

Slyly he rose from the other, and grinned. He had no idea what the other was talking about but it seemed like a perfect segway into his demands. “Well, your ten minutes are up.” He walked over to the mini bar in the room. “And if you want more time it will cost you.” He said pouring the ingredients to a white Russian in a small glass. “It will cost you, dinner, a message and for you to wake up in my bed tomorrow morning.” He came back with the drink and a smirk on his lips.