Post by Nathan Cross on Aug 26, 2021 13:46:52 GMT
"You sure can, pisello dolce," Gio said to Emma with a gentle smile and went to fetch them their drinks.
Nate sat there and watched as Emma seemed to examine the sandwich from nearly every angle. She was just like Scott in that way- so particular with food that was apparently "better" when from Jersey. But Gio was a real Italian and knew his stuff, so one would be hard pressed to believe his food wasn't worthy.
"Oh, thank you," he said in response to the napkin, as if he didn't know how messy these things were. Chuckling softly, he was ready to pick the sub up when she sighed. Uh oh, did she find something wrong with it?
It had nothing to do with the sandwich, and he was resting his forearms against the table again so that he could lean in towards her a little. "I'm gonna protect him like he's my very own brother, y'hear? I promise," he told her sincerely with a gentle smile.
At her next words, he leaned back, idly picking at the crusty bread of the sub to pop a piece into his mouth. "I'm always careful," he smirked, just as Gio dropped off their drinks.
He could hear Scotty's laughter from clear across the county. Even Giovanni tutted lightly with a roll of his eyes as he was turning to walk away. Nate made a face at his retreating back.