ｖｉｄｅｏ.

[matre]

Ah!

[ her little exclamation of surprise has all the delight of a child discovering something new. vanozza looks off-camera for a moment to someone who remains unseen as if to say, "Look! I did it!" her broad smile settles into something more controlled when she returns to the tablet.

vanozza has her dark hair plaited back. she wears her red silks again, dry now, for she knew she was to address the network. a rosary lies around her neck, the cross tucked into the bosom of her gown. ]

What a curious toy! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Vanozza. [ her family name she withholds. she knows not who may be listening. ]

As I am sure we are all occupied, I will make this brief: I require a seamstress from whom to commission several gowns. I have one with me that may serve as a template.

A maid, too, to assist me with daily chores. Nothing difficult, I assure you. Matter of payment can be arranged after meeting.

[ her son will be vetting applicants fyi. ]

Lastly, directions to a church. A chapel will be as welcome. [ she only seeks the peace of one. her son is a cardinal; her sins are forgiven. ]

So many youths gathered here. [ she had again looked off-camera, her smile fond, before speaking. as she returns her attention to the tablet, the smile adopts a wry turn. ] Perhaps I should be honored to be an exception.

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[crossbearing]

There's a few churches. ( Her own smile is rueful. ) Some of them are in better condition than others.

( And most - she doesn't know about all, it's not like she's tried to go to ever single church in what was once London - are in disrepair.

She couldn't say what time the lady is from by a glance, but it's the name that catches her, and she wonders if her own accent would mean anything, if she'd be familiar with Sicily even if a unified Italy is off the cards, based on her clothes.

After a moment's thought, she slips into Italian - Sicilian dialect, but still Italian. ) My sincerest apologies for your being removed from your home, Vanozza. Please let me know if you need any assistance.

( She can pay her respects to women, even if doing the same for men makes her skin crawl. )

[wolfskin]

[ hi awesome lady! :) ]

You look well, my lady. [ and he is quite relieved. ]

[matre]

[ her expression remains frank, smile warm. ]

A guide to these churches will do for now. And your name. That I may thank you properly for your kindness.

[matre]

[ hi adorable boy I would set my daughter up with to have you stay in my house forever :) ]

Is that flattery, Your Grace?

[wolfskin]

[ lala blissfully oblivious to that fact. ]

More an observation than flattery.

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[lazyinlove]

[The good thing about feeling kind of funky? It gives you time to chill with the network and watch all the weirdos arrive.]

you might wanna budget money for food instead of a maid Dorothy. no offense. but starving probably sucks.

[matre]

A pity you could not see in my youth. I could turn every head merely stepping outside my door.

[matre]

[ her smile remains in place. ]

You need not worry about the state of my affairs. I am an excellent steward.

[lazyinlove]

[She's got him already. He doesn't know what steward means.]

Cool. Just tossing you an anchor. Seem like you could use one.

IS THIS OK?

[cesar]

[ Hey, no telling mommy dear that she can't have the world. ]

She will have everything she needs.

totally fine

[lazyinlove]

[Looks like Toto isn't amused.]

and whatever she wants too right? Okay.

<3!

[cesar]

Precisely.

[ Toto is snarling and growling, trying to be as fearsome as a toy pup can be. ]

/salute

[lazyinlove]

[Yep, he wants none of that. If the old lady gets hit with the reality stick, blame the poodle. Luckily, no one can see eye rolling over text.]

right got it

[cesar]

Who is Dorothy?

[lazyinlove]

girl in a storybook who got sucked up in a tornado and landed far from home.

[matre]

[ mild amusement creeps into her eyes as she watches her son argue with words on a screen. vanozza leans her head on her fist. ]

What else would you suggest?

[lazyinlove]

careful in public. You stand out.

[matre]

Is that not a good thing?

[lazyinlove]

I guess it depends if you like being mugged. For me that's a no.

[wolfskin]

[ he smiles, ducking his head slightly. ]

Of that I have no doubt.

[matre]

[ how cute :') she's going to enjoy teasing this one. ]

And how fares my dear friend today? I do not see him.

[shrewdly]

[ it's merely a conjecture that margaery might be addressing a lady; though she hadn't announced herself as such, the air of dignity and manner of speech suggests noble blood. she smiles all the same, soft and warm. ]

If you find an esteemed seamstress, Lady Vanozza, I ask that you might give me her name. I fear the fashions here dull in comparison to those from my home.

[matre]

[ she laughs. ]

I fear I am not a lady, only a donna. But I will be glad to pass the message on just the same. I will need your name first.

[cesar]

[ Cesare finds so many parts of that explanation offensive, but then he may be exceedingly protective of his mother in recent times. ]

Was she alone?

[matre]

Are the streets so dangerous one must fear to walk?