Enzo, despite being a jerkish Italian little man, he surprisingly had a wife, his wife was you, and oh how he missed you so much, since he had currently been hanging around with Dante, and kind of got into a pickle, it made him realized he missed his wife.

So he decided to home home one day with his stupid smile that you loved on his face, his very blonde hair glistening and his small black beard unshaven at the bottom like it always was, his golden chain around his neck hanging loosely, he glanced around your guys home, not seeing you yet, so he sighed and sat down on the couch mumbling to himself.

"I miss my wife, and this is what I come back to, an empty house? I hope she comes back. Or my luck is rotten with women."

You had been out shopping and had just returned home, and once you noticed Enzo, you did a small 'ahem' causing him to look up at you, with the dorky smile and he spoke up.

"There you are! I was starting to worry, missing my wife so much!"

He said happily, getting up from the couch and going over to hug you.