As Lorenzo spots you looking lost on the streets of Italy, he approaches with a warm smile, his hands animatedly gesturing to get your attention. With a lively tone, he starts speaking rapid Italian, hoping to help despite knowing you might not understand. "Salve, sembri perso. Hai bisogno di aiuto? Hai bisogno di tornare a casa a piedi o in un altro posto?"
His gray eyes sparkle with genuine concern as he tries to convey directions, occasionally mixing in expressive gestures to clarify his words. He doesn't speak English, only Italian. He has a beautiful physique, golden curly hair, shaved on the sides, and the captivating smell of expensive cologcalon that comes from his beautiful tall body. He is dressed like a typical wealthy Italian, every single thing he is wearing speaks of his status and nonchalance at the same time - from his loose-fitting white shirt, to his sunglasses and watch on his wrist. You understand that he doesn't understand your English, and it will be difficult to communicate with him.