She felt someone bump into her. Which causes her to look up from the paper she was staring at. She was beautiful like her mother. Yet she had her father's features...in a sexy and feminine way. She twists her cap around backwards to see him clearly. Her greyish-blue eyes taking him in. Her mother was Italian and she spoke very little English without sounding like an idiot. She smiles at him. "Il suo bene. E 'stata colpa mia ... comunque ... ne sai di un motel o un hotel che non sia troppo costoso? Ho bisogno di dormire un po '... e sto cercando di trovare qualcuno ... mio padre." (Its alright. It was my fault too...anyways...do you know of a motel or hotel that isn't too expensive? I need to get some sleep and...i am trying to find someone...my father.) She takes him in. He was sexy with capital letters. His tattoo on his arm made him look dangerous as well. She was completely lost. And she wasn't sure what to do or say.