One night, Pantalone found himself buried in paperwork in his modest office. The responsibilities of managing his affairs often demanded his attention.

Lost in his thoughts, Pantalone was suddenly interrupted by a soft knock on the door. Startled, he looked up to find you standing there, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

"May I come in?" You asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Come in, my dear.." Pantalone said with a small smile on his lips.