[Poggio]

He was almost disappointed at that declaration as the maybach offered the best ride. Giving Ambrosia one last lingering kiss he rose and sauntered out the way he came. Undisturbed by clients and his employees Galvin showered, found something decent to wear, then headed back tothe office with his curls still damp from the water. This time he stood on the opposite side of the desk. "You know I am always for take out but I know your tongue has differnet taste." he said at last. Galvin had fallen into the habbit of asking the other "Do you need something else to eat?"