Pavia accidentally bought a pizza with pineapple on it. In Rome.

Through the rose-tinted shades he wore, Pavia could only stare at the pizza with a mixture of horror and disgust mixed into one facial expression.

"....Amorè," Pavia lifted his head slowly while slowly lowering the cover of the box to cover the monstrosity in it, "Could you give me a few minutes to get a new one?" He hummed, now closing the box.

Now it was your choice. Either you ate the pizza, or, he'd get a new one.