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"I do hope your trip here wasn't too stressful. I know the city can be... rough."

Having got his guest situated with a drink of whatever they had fancied, Giovanni sat his own class of Pinot Noir from Robert Mondavi Winery aside to take the remote in hand.

He sat on the couch, flicking through the channels for some game to put on in the background; uncaring what sport it was.

Meanwhile, one of his cats jumped onto the table beside him, and proceeded to shove the glass to the floor.

(Take one guess why he doesn't have carpet anymore.)

"I can't decide if I'm enough for you."

He had to pause. He bit his lower lip and looked away, shaking his head in disbelief. Wow, this came out so hard and yet it was all he was thinking about lately.