"Hey, I'll go check everywhere else we haven't checked," Vittorio slyly informed Big Ben, before walking away with Carlo.
Big Ben returned his full attention to Isadora.
"I'm having a lot of fun talking to you. Do you want to keep talking?" He questioned, leaving the ball in her court.
"Of course, I do! Talking to you is like talking to a father I never had. The lounge area is over there. We can have a proper conversation there if you like."
"I would love that," he said. "After you." He pointed forward.
She smiled, and went ahead.
Big Ben felt as if someone was watching, and expertly looked behind without giving it away that he suspected anything.
He didn't see anyone, but that feeling didn't leave him, even as he walked into the lounge.
"I think you'd like to drink. But I much prefer beer here and there. Spirits are poisoning."
"As you wish." Big Ben gave her a smile.
She stretched one bottle to him, and sat down with her own bottle.
