yawns, just having woken up from a siesta. "Ciao..?" He's still a little hazy with sleep.

bites her lip. "L-Lovino? It's me... Portugal."

nods, not really understanding. "Si, si, bella. From the office in Portugal, what do you need?"

groans. "No, it's... Urgh." She sighs, rubs her temples, then decides to be nice. "Ah, yes, Mr. Vargas! Mr. Henriques requests your presence at his house immediately. Be sure to move as quick as you can."

frowns a little at that. He wonders why Gabriel didn't call himself. "Uh..si. I'll be there soon, I just need...pants." He's mostly mumbling to himself, not realising he'd just _

_told the other he was lacking in clothes.

nods. "Very well, Mr. Vargas... I- He'll be waiting." She giggles, shaking her head as she hangs up. Her boyfriend was just precious...

furrows his brow a little a little at that, before hanging up and tossing the phone on the bed, before he drops back into the pillows. He'll get up...in a minute.

curses when one hour passes and phones him again. "LOVINO!" She shrieks.

yelps, falling off the bed. He lets out a string of curses in Italian, rubbing his head. "Che cosa!"

keeps holding the phone. "You are to show up in my doorstep this exact second or I'll set the whole of Portugal's army in your door. I might have lost my hand at combat, but I assure you I can still shoot each_

of your balls even with a blind eye, merda."

whimpers at the threat. He's still hazy as to what's going on, and all he's registered is an army coming for his balls. "M-merda. Where am I going? Who the fuck is this?"

groans. "It's Portugal! Gabriel! Come to my house now!"

doesn't understand the female voice, but the other sounds frustrated so he murmurs a 'Si, si' and mumble of incoherent Italian, before hanging up and getting dressed.

her arms crossed in the living room, waiting.

woken up by the time he lets himself into the house. He still doesn't understand why there was a female at Gabriel's house, and is starting to think the worst. He spots her, and quirks_

_and eyebrow. "Ciao, bella..."

rubs her temples. "It's... me, Lovino. Gabriel. You need me to say anything about Antonio's past to make you believe me? Very well, his toast and tea are horrible." She crosses her arms, lighting up her pipe.

stares in confusion. He knows Antonio's tea and toast are shit, but he looks at the way Gabriel takes comfort in her pipe, and tries to hide the smile. "I uh...you're a bella. How...?"

shrugs. "Woke up this way... not sure when it'll be gone. Antonio is dotting on me as if suddenly I don't have arms myself, but all is well." She pouts. "You... I figure it should be strange to look at, yes."

figures that if anything, it's easier to...to be affectionate this way. "It's fine to look at, you're quite beautiful bella..." He gently tugs her close against his chest. Gabriel is a little shorter now..