`` il conto , per favore , '' i heard sam murmur and my eyes went from a mint green vespa shooting by wondering how much one of those cost and also wondering if i could get one in indiana , to sam who was also leaning back , wineglass in his hand , his torso slanted slightly to the side toward me , arm over my legs but his eyes were on the waiter who was nodding at him , smiling and moving away .