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[ventoaureo]

"You've reached Giorno Giovanna. I apologize if I cannot get to you for some unforeseen reason, but duty does call. State your business, and if I deem it worthy, I might just reply."

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[ventoaureo]

...you don't think much of what other people say, huh?

[Something he'll never get used to.]

It's sort of my guardian spirit, in a way, and it holds special properties. Mine, for example, can create new life out of anything. [He unpins a ladybug broach off his shirt, and places it on her lap.] Like this, for example.

[callmeimouto]

[...? Huh?

She looks down at her lap, just as she's finished with his hair, and picks up the broach.]

What's this all about...?

[ventoaureo]

Ladybugs are often symbols of good luck in Italy, so I keep them on me to have luck on my side.

And it's easier to make them come to life as ladybugs. If it's anything else, I need to put thought into what I want to make it. I can make a rock turn into a snake, or a suitcase into a frog. Anything is possible with my stand, as long as the object I'm using isn't already alive.

[callmeimouto]

[She listens to him, nodding before giving him the broach back.]

I see.... well, it's really pretty either way.

[ventoaureo]

I suppose you could say that. [But he shook his head when she tried to give back the broach.]

No, keep it, good luck should always be bestowed upon those, even if they are fortunate without it.

[callmeimouto]

[He's giving her something even...? She looks down at the broach, then back up at him.]

...It's not like I wanted it or anything... [she mutters, but then she puts it on her clothes.]

But thanks, I guess.

[ventoaureo]

Just think of it as a gift from me. Don't think anything of it.

[...but now that he thinks about it, what did she do to his hair?]

...can I see a mirror?

[callmeimouto]

[Jeez, she did a good job! Tried to do it in his regular hair style and everything. Either way, she rolls her eyes and goes to grab a compact mirror from her pocket and hands it to him.]

See for yourself.

[ventoaureo]

[He'll be the judge of that. He's rotating the compact mirror around his whole head, closing the thing very loudly.]

...I must say, you did a fine job. Although, my bangs aren't as how I would like them, but I suppose I can deal.

[callmeimouto]

[She takes the mirror back and pockets it.]

I can't get them exactly right on my first try. Jeez...

[ventoaureo]

It's good enough, I wasn't ridiculing it. I suppose I should thank you.

...now, what are we to do. Is there anything in particular you had in mind? [He is pretty hungry, now that he thinks about it.]

[callmeimouto]

[Well, she was hungry as well actually.]

...Go out and eat something?

[ventoaureo]

[He's already walking ahead.]

Where would suit your fancy, then? Personally, I would prefer Italian...

[callmeimouto]

[she shrugs, going to stand up now!]

Italian sounds fine, I'm okay with that.

[ventoaureo]

Its the closest thing I have to home here. It gets quite lonely when you don't have your companions with you.

You told me earlier you had a friend from home. Who is she, may I ask?

[callmeimouto]

....I understand that feeling.

[her brother isn't here and she misses him a lot.]

Oh. Her name is Kuroneko, some girl that likes to claim she's a servant of darkness when she's not at all.

[ventoaureo]

You do? How so?

[Kuroneko...that sounds like someone he would want to avoid at all costs from the get go.]

She sounds like a wonderful person already. [He's lying through his teeth.]

[callmeimouto]

[Oh! At that she just shakes her head.]

Ah, don't worry about it! And..... that girl, she's pretty annoying all the time.

[ventoaureo]

...do they constantly do something that gets on your nerves? I have a friend like that...

[He chuckles a bit. Mista's whole "the number four is a death wish" gets tiresome on him.]

[callmeimouto]

Of course! She's just as annoying as the outfits she wears.

[...She finds them cute, actually, but she'll ever tell her that!!]

[ventoaureo]

And what's wrong with her outfits, may I ask? Do they have a certain flair to them?

[He looks down at his own shirt and pants. And his pointy shoes. Yeah, fashion.]

[callmeimouto]

Not a flair, they're totally horrible and reflect her equally gross personality.

[she huffs.]

[ventoaureo]

...hm? You don't like her much if you talk so bad about her. Are you sure there's nothing going on between you two?

[He leans in, looking at her face. Let's see how she reacts...]

[callmeimouto]

[SHE'S HER BEST FRIEND

BUT REFUSES TO ADMIT.]

We're fine. We're friends but we just don't get along a lot.

[ventoaureo]

Then...wouldn't you two...not be friends in that case? Ah, I'll try to stop understanding then.

...for now, at least. Restaurant. [He points so fabulously in the direction they're walking in.]