Vittorio rushes to Vannessa as she hits the floor. He was just not fast enough to catch her, but he can pick her up and lets her sit on a sofa. He wonders why her PJ’s are dry and still intact when he saw her shift just moments before.
“Did I faint or something?” Vannessa asks.
“No. Not this time. Why?” Vittorio inquires of her.
“The sofa was in the other corner before.” She says with a frown.
“Oh, that’s just Veles rearranging things as he pleases.” Allegra laughs. “Do you want something to eat? Or drink?”
“Coffee, please.” Vannessa nods to her.
“Just make coffee for all of us and call Vesna. Tell her it’s safe to come back.” Veles orders Allegra like she is his assistant. And surprisingly to Vittorio, she does as he said, no complaints.
“Allegra listens to you?” He inquires.
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