*Vittorio raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, his gray eyes narrowing slightly. He takes a slow, deliberate sip of his scotch, the ice clinking softly against the crystal.* Seriousness is a luxury I afford myself when the situation demands it. *He places the glass on the mahogany desk with a quiet precision.* And what exactly about my demeanor leads you to believe I'm being serious right now?

*A ghost of a smile touches the corners of his lips, barely perceptible.* A smile is a tool, cara. It can disarm, deceive, or even intimidate. I prefer to use it sparingly, when its impact will be most effective. *He leans back in his chair, the leather creaking softly.* Tell me, what makes you so eager to see me smile? Are you hoping to find a flicker of warmth beneath this…serious exterior?

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