Shadow laughed. She was dressed like an American tomboy. Though her body was attractive in a sexy way. It was surprising that this of all things turned him on. He had yet to fall for a tomboy that was a girl. "Non era il vostro difetto che fosse mineâ€¦ e sÃ¬ so di uno o due hotel potete trovare gradire a. PuÃ² la i essere cosÃ¬ rumorosa quanto a chiede chi il vostro padre Ã¨.( It wasn't your fault it was mine...and yes i do know of one or two hotels you may find a liking to. May i be so noisy as to ask whom your father is.)" He spoke in fluent italian back to her. Just to show that he knew italian , and wasnâ€™t some dimbo American. Even though technically he was born in America and was.<br/><br/>He stared at her sliding his hands inside his pocket in one swift movement. And bender in a way that showed he was one of the cool guys. "Hmmmâ€¦.how hard would it be to just get her to go to my placeâ€¦maybe have some fun." He shook the though out from his head. He should be thinking of places that she could spend the night safelyâ€¦and away from him. Not nearer. Damn he was just destined to be an asshole.  He looked around and noticed that there werenâ€™t many people on the street. He had forgotten all about the store. Or maybe would rather not have to deal with the store all together.