“Are you sure, Marco?” he said.
“Sal, even a recording of this opera runs for nearly three hours. With intermissions, a live performance will be much longer and it’ll be close to midnight when we leave the opera house.”
“Okay, as long as you promise to take a taxi back to the hotel. I don’t want you and Valerius walking there at that hour.”
“I promise,” I said. “Now go, and good hunting.”
“Hunting?” Valerius said, looking at Sal’s retreating back.
“As in looking for female companionship,” I said.
“Oh, you mean sex.”
“Yes,” I said. “Sal likes variety. In fact, I think he’d have a different girlfriend every week if he could.”
“Marco,” Valerius said.
“Yes.”
“While we’re at the opera, don’t worry if I don’t seem to be paying attention.”
“Why?” I said.
“Because Serafina and I are going to try to stay in rapport during the performance. That way she can enjoy it too.”