Andrea offered Mel a wave, wiggling his slender fingers a bit before he was lead out by the older man, and he chuckled softly once the stepped out into the afternoon sun.<br/><br/><em>"This one, Signore"</em><br/><br/>Andrea smirked, ever so softly, when he pointed out the deep red, polished Lamborghini parked near the patio. It was almost a given, that he would drive a fast, expensive..and most important..an Italian car.