" I haven't explored myself enough to answer that. I'll get back to you when I find another woman pretty. "

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[ Fioretta removed her hand from Mafioso, returning it to her side as she stepped away. While she was stepping closer to Signora, and away from Mafioso, her eyes read only with respect as she put her sunglasses back on. ]

[ Fioretta had reached her hand up to cover the mouth of the don, silencing him. ]

[ Taking her glasses off, she gave Fiorenzo a persistent stare, one that spoke of dissatisfaction. ]

[ This needed to happen, there was no room for objections. Signora needed this. Her sister needed this. ]

[ Fioretta glanced to Elliot and Iris, and with a sigh, her sights settled solely on Signora. ]

[ She stepped closer, helping to overlook the wrapping of Don Sonnellino's hand. The don himself could look down Fio's glasses to see a thoughtful stare. ]

[ And, occasionally, a glance to Nora. ]

[ As Nora joined the fray, Capo slowly applauded. ]

" Finally, a voice of reason. Welcome to the shitshow, sis. "

[ Fioretta was STOOD from her seat, staring at the scene unfolding with Iris, then back to her boss. ]

" In our defense, we had no idea who she was. You only told us now, and now we're here. "

[ She gestured to Iris on the floor, pinned by the couch. She had little sympathy, but not none. ]

[ While 'Pietra' spoke, Fioretta returned, walking up and setting drinks on the coffee table. Afterwards, she threw herself to sit on a distant armchair. ]

[ Capo wandered over, grabbing the coat from 'Pietra's' arms, and just tossing it aside. ]

" You will not be needing that anymore. It looks terrible, frankly. And maybe roll up your sleeves, you look like an office worker right now. "

[ After the coat was dealt with, Capo went to prep drinks. ]

dragging out steps as she came closer, adding a bit of casual intimidation to her every pace. She lacked a shovel. Looking up at the taller lady, she hummed. ]

" Tsk. Who is she, qualche spacciatore qualunque trovato per strada? (Some crack dealer off the street?) I thought we had standards. "

[ Capo finally lost her focus to the outside, now staring directly at the supposed new member. She tilted her head down, shoving her glasses with just enough to squint out a glare from across the room. ]

" Woah, really new. Never seen her mug before. "

[ Capo put her sunglasses back up again, ++

[ Capo turned her head for less than a second before looking outside again. ]

" Oh, hey Connie. Need anything? "

[ Before Connie could respond, Capo suddenly yet quietly cheered, careful not to alert anybody else outside of the room. ]

" Yeah! Il mio scoiattolo ha vinto! (My squirrel won!) " ++

[ Well, Fioretta was in there! She seemed focused on something just outside the window, like she were watching some reality show. ]

[ She seemed to be narrating to herself quietly. Something about squirrels. She was aware of the door creaking open, but too busy with her nature show to care. ]