Monday, August 07, 2006

The Italian Stallion

Today is my housemate Leeanne's birthday, so Nicole and I took her to a tapas bar to celebrate. We had a nice bottle of wine, and some excellent tapas, and had the waiter bring her a slice of torte with a candle in it at the end of our meal.

During dinner, she reminded us that her friend Marco is coming to stay with her from Wednesday through Sunday this week. However, what we didn't know was that she'd met him online, and has never met him before. He's Italian, and lives in Venice or near Venice, and apparently they've been chatting online for maybe a year...he's decided to come visit because he wants to find work here and also to see Leeanne. Nicole and I both looked at each other across the table and had the same reaction: ok, do we have locks on our doors?! Hide the laptop, hide the cash and cameras! Leeanne took it in stride, and said you know, he was worried about the two of you, whether you'd be comfortable with him staying with us-- and being the saps that we are, our hearts melted a little. We're excited for Leeanne, and he is good-looking (we've seen a picture now), but you can't really blame us for being a little nervous about a guy staying here who she's never met before. She wants us to come out clubbing with them Sat night.

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