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A deal we do. It’ll be fun driving around your Maserati, for sure.
Funny, I was just thinking about the week long party I'd be hosting at your vacation home.

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@leo-moretti
Another successful dinner party.
A deal we do. It’ll be fun driving around your Maserati, for sure.
Funny, I was just thinking about the week long party I'd be hosting at your vacation home.
Text || Leo
Evan: Never turn me down? What happened to not clinging to girls? those I must say, I'm incredibly flattered.
Leo: Hey. Brunch is brunch. I could turn you down, if it'd make you feel better.
Text || Leo
Evan: Hey, I know it's a little late for brunch, but I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat, maybe talk?
Leo: You know I would never turn down late brunch with you.
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I don’t have much here, unless you want to drive around a tiny Fiat. However, if you’re ever in the Hamptons I could loan you my parent’s extravagant beach house for the for a week. Or the penthouse in the city.
I'm not big on America, but a beach house in the Hamptons might change my mind. I believe we have a deal.
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Fine, I’ll watch my back. I know how to take care of myself- but I get it. Foreign country, foreign people. True. We don’t, but I can’t think of something that either of us actually needs. Unless you’re looking for something in specific?
Good. And you do have a point. what do you bet someone who has everything they could possibly want. How about this - if you win, you can have full access to my Maserati for a week. What do you have to offer?
I think I’m going to have to go with no.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
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Stuck up rich kids have to stick together, don’t they. A lot of people don’t understand some of the problems we go through. I’ll take that into consideration, then. Besides, I’ve met a fair share of men that are actually dangerous. New York has a myriad of those types. That all sounds fair, but set the stakes? What are you thinking? Money?
Yes, they definitely do. No one else understands us. I've known too many American girls who didn't heed my warning. Just trust me, watch your back. I don't think either of us need money. Something better...
My head is aching.
Do I even want to know?
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Hmm, no, but you could just make up for it by telling me how sexy you think I am. By all means, blow my mind.
I believe that is better done in person. So dinner, tomorrow night?
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Believe it or not, it actually feels good to be on the same page with someone. I guess I’m just done with trying to mold myself to someone when I don’t really know them, It’s only landed me in a worse position than I was before. But I’m gad, I’ll be delighted to see what chef Moretti has up his sleeve.
Good for you. Have I ever mentioned how sexy I find independence in a woman? It's so damn rare these days, and deserves proper appreciation. Oh, you have no idea.
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Now I’m getting a bit concerned. Just a bit, though. A stuck up rich kid indeed. We’re just the best. I get the outrageously huge ego from my father, though. No such thing as forward? Well, I guess I’ll have to test that one out. That’s right, I’m hilariously new— and nice to meet you too, Leo. Now, there must be rules to a cook off right?
I tried to warn you. We come from similar camps, then - stuck up rich kid as well. My father, and his outrageous pride, have been a huge influence on me. It appears we have a lot in common. Be careful, testing that out. The men here can be borderline dangerous when it comes to getting what they want. Few Italian men are taught to respect women, especially their bodies. You should proceed with caution. Hmm...rules. A three-course meal. You should have every supply you could imagine at your disposal in my kitchen, but if not I will send someone for it. We will need a non-partial judge. Oh, and of course, we must set the stakes.
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Look, Leo… I just got out of a relationship… A really complicated one, hilariously enough since I’ve had goldfish that have lasted longer but… I just want to feel good, have a good time. And I also want to be fed which is why invited you over, so I can keep the left overs. No commitment necessary. Just tupperware.
Sounds like we're on the same page. Actually, I'm relieved. I just want to have fun, you know? I mean, I get it. Women have a biological clock and at this age, it's ticking. But you spend the entire relationship rushing things and suddenly you have missed out on all the exciting parts. If what you're looking for is a good time and a good meal, I can definitely deliver that.
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You’re paranoid and I the only thing I consider my babies are my shoes. You’re in the clear, I promise.
I will admit to that. But women, they want you to commit after the first date. And now that I'm thirty, my mother keeps tapping her wrist every time I visit home. As long as your Manolo Blahnik's don't become Manolo Moretti's, we're good.
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I assure you I can back up my cockiness. No, I’m not a chef. Nor do I plan on ever being a chef, I’ve just had a good amount of teachers. My father has thrown out personal chefs more times then he has the garbage. They’ve each taught me something along the way. Tell you where I live? That’s a bit forward, isn’t it? We should really get on a first name basis. I’m Aurelia and if you tell me yours, I’ll be glad to send you my address. If I can remember it off the top of my head.
Like I said, we'll see about that. I have been trained by some of the finest chefs in the country - culinary has always been my back up career. Ah, a stuck up rich kid. Now it's all beginning to make sense, that outrageous ego and all. I'll give a you a tip - in Italy, there's no such thing as forward. Aurelia, I'm Leo. Nice to meet you, I suppose a welcome to Tuscany is in order as well.
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Oh, are you scared. Let me guess. Your mother told you all about those fast girls didn’t she?
This may come as a surprise, but I'm quite an eligible bachelor. First it's inviting me to her place, next she's naming our children.
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Friendly competition is what keeps our world running. If you’re up to it, I’m up to it. And I’m extremely confident in my skills. Give me a time and place. Oh and directions because I have no knowledge of where anything is. I’m constantly lost.
Well, there's at least one thing we do agree on. Oh, you're extremely confident? We'll see if you can back up your cockiness. Are you some kind of chef or something? How about you tell me where you live and I'll pick you up? Maybe you should ask a local to show you around.
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Well then… How about you come to my place, help me put use to this kitchen I’ve barely touched since arriving? I’d love to see you.
Inviting me to your place? Oh, this is getting serious.