[Poggio]

Even in its sarcastic tones it was unmistakable to misunderstand, like the declarations of possession, gasping, Galvin understood the meaning of the words that mingled with the fingers. Swaying a wild jungle dance once they were done playing, Ambrosia and him retired to the shower. Once they managed to get truly clean and dressed, they left sliding into the back of the Maybach. Despite the bumpy touches in the back of the car, Galvin could not help the unease Cinderella feeling in his stomach, and the ball full of Garagrins that he was about to go to.