[Poggio]

Galvin growled and stilled Ambrosia's hand. "Stop. Just stop." Shaking his head he removed his hand. He felt as if some how he had been insulted by the mans looks and simple statements. "I don't understand why my house condition and life style matters, when I never intended to invite you into it. Since you want Rent tonight I thought it would be easier to have dinner here instead of wasting money. So tell me what is wrong with having the food still in the pot and why my house feels depressing?"