"hi. i heard you wanted to speak to someone within the organization?" lydia's smile isn't particularly genuine, like a poorly constructed facade for deeply seated apprehension. when someone under her rule reported to her that there was a man from outside of passione who wanted to speak with a higher-up like her, she arranged a meeting at a cafe in naples. it's good that the guy's shown up! that's good news. and it's great that he's willing to show up in public, which is far safer than meeting in some seedy private location. lydia may not be the most street smart, but she at least knows this about dealing with new people.
"my name is lydia. please, have a seat." her voice lowers to something barely above a whisper as she gestures to @crocifissione. "make yourself comfortable, order something if you'd like this to look more natural. does that sound reasonable?"