Enzo  hears the ‘thuds’ between thwaps and screams of<span style="color: navy">“HORSEFEATHERS!” </span><br/><br/>When  Angelo comes to his rescue, the woman stops hitting him, glares, grabs her children’s hands and tugs them off. He pops up, dusts him self off and snarls at the man. “I had the situation under control thank you..”<br/><br/>He didn’t , but Enzo is nothing if not delusional.<br/><span style="color: navy"><br/>
“I take it I’m supposed to thank you for chasing that skirt off? "</span>His hands are on his hips and he’s indignant.<br/><br/>The <THUDS> get closer….he turns pale. Things have gone from bad to worse.<span style="color: navy">“You aren’t seriously going to let them play ‘Lecher toss’ again are you?”  </span><br/><br/>He gets to his tip toes to look over Angelos shoulder,  his hand gripping the muscular swallowing hard as David and Goliath pound towards them.  He momentarily contemplates offering head to the twins but catches the unintentional pun before he can make such a error. As ‘brave’ as he is ‘charming’ Enzo falls to his knees, as the giant approaches, relenting to his fate<span style="color: navy">“I’ve had a rough morning blokes….Be gentle with me..” </span><br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Izzy puts down one of the barrels, and tosses the other empty one outside.<span style="color: olive">  “White Lightning it is.” </span>She thinks about what Serina is saying.  Was she …did people know how she felt about Cammy? No…there’s no way.<br/>She digs under her bed, withdrawing two large boxes of mason jars she places them on her bed, then reaches to an over head cabinet, pulling out a mason jar half filled with clear liquid, and a large box. She rummages through the box and pulls out two packs of smokes.<span style="color: olive"> “Don’t tell no one I gave you these.” </span><br/><br/>She climbs up on top of the  jars and takes a seat…atop the jars..atop her bed.  She taps her chin as she continues to consider Serinas statement.<span style="color: olive">“I don’t think that’s ever gonna’ happen.” </span><br/><br/>She stands again and walks towards Serina, lighting a cigarette and inhaling deeply. She kneels in front of the girl, and gives her a slight smile.<span style="color: olive">“Sure if someone was to say such a thing, I suppose’ I’d have at think about it.  I mean…ya ..never know how someone feels. An the older I get the more I think maybe there isn’t just one person for everyone.  Even if I was with someone, an was approached with such a thing, I wouldn't be offended. So if someone did feel such a way… it wouldn‘t change how I feel about ..other people in my life , but it sure would give me a lot to think about. ”</span>She reaches under the chair, awkwardly, her mop of black curls brushing against Serina’s leg.<span style="color: olive">“ But I mean...let's be realistic here, that ain't happenin."</span>Shes so damn sure that -no one- would ever think of her in such a way.<span style="color: olive">"  We’re all family. An I know fr’ me at least nothing would change..even if someone like Angelo was all ' O Izzy I love you!', someone I've never even thought about in a sexual manner. I'd still love the guy as a brother, ok more then my brother, just not romantically. I don’t know if that’s true for all of us.  Could you imagine if  Aggy told Enzo she loved em? I mean…could you imagine that dickheads reaction? Not just cause its Aggy, but ....anyone who had a soul an a heart an wasn't just lookin' for a quick screw.” </span><br/><br/>The answer is rambling..she's more thinking aloud then anything else. She honestly isn't sure how she'd react.  It would depend on so many things...<br/><br/>Izzy pulls out a length of copper tubing from under Serina , plops on the floor in front of the girl and start to wind it in to large circles.   She looks up to Serina…she’s certain she’s been caught<span style="color: olive">.”So you figured I’m sweet on Camelia I take it? That’s what all this is about? I should say something to her an risk her hating me?”  </span><br/><br/>Izzy is blushing furiously, and can’t even make eye contact with the other woman. She's told -no one- this, entrusting Serina was a huge moment for her. l<span style="color: olive">"Please don't say anything.."</span>she grins weakly, fingers fumbling over the copper tubing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>