<div style="text-align: justify;">Lorenzo hadn't really considered that Scarlett would be scared of him. Sure, he should have, since it was something that made a lot of sense. He was sure that he would have been scared if he happened to be in her position. Thinking about the subtle notes of feelings wasn't Enzo's forte, though. He was pretty smart about business, and pretty good with his fists, but that was as far as he went..<br/><br/>When Scarlett said she remembered him, though, the man showed her a pretty charming smile. There was something about his expression that said he wanted to make himself likable to her. "Yeah, I felt like making sure you were safe", he admitted. His smile grew a little wider. "Even had to beat up a few guys during detentions, just to make sure", he added casually.<br/><br/>After that, the man shrugged. "I've been fine. Still living around with my mamma, trying to take care of her and all that". He looked around, and then to Scarlett. "You should have a better job than that", Lorenzo commented. It wasn't a judgment. It was more his way of saying that she deserved better, not that she wasn't working hard enough.<br/><br/>Walking back to the seat he had been occupying before things went south, Lorenzo gesture for Scarlett to take a seat as well. "You can do this later. Have a seat, talk to me a little". His intonation was between a request and an order. "I won't take too much of your time".</div>