Giorgio: And what is that?

Paige: Italian.

Giorgio: Good choice.

Paige: Of course, you’d say that.

Giorgio: Because it’s the best cuisine in the world.

Paige: It is.

Giorgio: See you need to come to Italy to get ideas for your restaurant.

Paige: I thought we were spitballing ideas here.

Giorgio: We are, not my fault mine are awesome.

Paige: LOL

Paige: I have to speak to Lucia’s financial advisor. She has left me in charge of all these businesses that she’s invested in. Maybe I need to learn about them.

Giorgio: That’s a good start. I know a vineyard you can work at.

Paige: Which one?

Paige: Oh. Yes, there is that one.

Stop trying to get her to Italy for your own selfish reasons.I want to catch up with an old friend. Why is that so hard to believe?

Paige: Not sure when I’ll get back there. It’s too soon.

Giorgio: I get it.

Paige: I should go, but I don’t want to have to pack up her things. It doesn’t feel right.

Giorgio: There’s no right or wrong way. Whatever your comfort level is, is what’s best.

Paige: Thanks for understanding.

Paige: She did have other homes that don’t have the same memories as the Florence estate, maybe I could check them out.

Giorgio: Any in Rome?

Paige: Funny enough, she has an apartment there. I don’t remember where though, I’ll have to look it up.

Giorgio: If you need a tour guide…

What are you doing?

Paige: I’m sure the paparazzi would have a field day over that.

Shit, she’s right. They don’t even know Giada and I have broken up yet.

Giorgio: You’re right, they would.

Paige: Any news?

Here she is, stepping up and creating a new life for herself, and I am still letting my ex and sister set the rules. I’m a fucking coward.