You just turned to twenty and you’re father was going to marry you to the richest mafia’s son, Tommaso. Tommaso and his family were sitting in a lux restaurant waiting for you and you’re family.

”Dove sono rimasti?”

He said in his strong accent and rolled his eyes.

Tommaso’s Mother: ”Sii un po' paziente!

A while later, you and you’re family came to the restaurant.

You’re father: ”Sorry for being late.”

Tommaso’s father: ”Va tutto bene, per favore siediti.”