CHARACTER CHAT!!!!

Benny: i laughed. "Very. And it's especially frightening when you have bellas like them wandering on their own. Lots of molestatori là fuori. Molesters, rapists, you name it. But seriously. Don't be difficult, or i will call la polizia. I really don't want to, but come on."

Cricket: "Look mister, if you want buisiness, you can always jus' advertise. But jus' 'cause you're so keen on keeping us 'ere until you get some money, I'll buy one. 'kay?" He glanced at Finn, who was unusually quiet. Finn sighed and fished a couple strange paper bills out of his pocket, and slapped them into Cricket's hand. Cricket saw a pipe running along the side of the building and slid down that, to make his way to the stand. " 'ow much?"

Benny: i grumbled,taking the money. "No, no! turisti stupidi!"I muttered, getting angry. "YOU HAVE A MAP! NOW GO! GET OUTTA HERE! Allontanatevi dalla mia proprietà o chiamo la polizia!" i shouted. I threw their change at them and closed the shop up. "Fretta! Hurry and go!"

Cricket: He swept up the change, smirking. It wasn't the first time someone had cursed at him in a different language. But, stubborn as he was, it was better than confessing. " 'ey, no bad feelings. You don' see me calling you a stupid civilian!" He stuffed the change in his pocket, pretending to be upset. Dang supers. It would have been easier to just buy a map, but no, he had to go through the whole song and dance.

Benny: After they left, I relaxed and opened the shop again, feeling bad about yelling at people who looked not a day over sixteen. Suppose they got lost? or hurt? Nah... my morals wouldn't let me live with it. I closed the shop again and went up to them. "Least till you get out of this zona pericolosa. It's still dangerous, and it'll get dark soon. I'll help you around, then you should be good. I'm Benny T. You?"

Cricket hadn't planned for him to come back, and he knew his way around a bad neighborhood. Oh, well, Bennie seemed like a nice guy. He studied him and smiled slightly. "Cricket," he said, pointing at himself.

Benny: "Cricket. È un nome buffo..." He muttered quietly to himself. ((meaning, that's a funny name)) "I just moved back here from America. Glad I still know the language," I laughed. "You have some belle ragazze with you, eh Cricket?" I smiled, looking at the girls. "Molto bella, in fact. Very pretty."

Cricket: He knew the look on his face when he said that first jumble of foreign words, and he smirked. "Yeah, I don' know too many Bennys, either." Then he nodded in the girls' direction. "Aye, girls. Mine's not with 'em, though..." He chuckled. "Stop drooling."

Benny: I laughed loudly, then saw a sketchy man walking toward us and immediatley scowled. He looked at the girls hungrily and I went and put both arms around them all, glaring at the man. He glared right back and hurried off.
"Mio dio, you see what I mean? Molto impreciso, questa zona..." ((very sketchy, this area.)) "Cricket I'd say you're fifteen. What're you doing out here?" I asked conversationally.

Cricket: "Fourteen, actually. An'..." he tried to summarize everything in his mind, but it all sounded too crazy. "...it's a long story."

Benny: I sighed. "Well, we got a long way."

(wait a minute...where are they in the scene? By the store?) Cricket: "Where're we going?"

((no theyre walking down the street))

Benny: "it doesn't matter. As soon as you guys are out of this area you'll be able to go wherever. SO for now i'm just leading you out so you won't get into a problem. I know this place meglio di me sai mamma e papà..."

Cricket: He smirked, but didn't object. No matter how street smart, he didn't know the area. This wasn't home. "A'right, then, we appreciate the escort." He thought for a moment. "Why's your tourist shop in the middle of a place like this?"

Benny: I laughed. "Becuase tourists are molto stupido and will go to any freaking place for some pictures and when they realize they're lost and need a map to get out before the wife and daughter get raped, Bada bing, right there is my papa's map shop."

Cricket: He laughed. "Smart. Sounds familiar."

Benny: "Oh yeah? Whaddya mean?"

Cricket: he snickered. "There's always some rich basterd that gets curious and decides t' wander into th' wrong side o' town. Back 'ome, I mean. It's not much different from 'ere."

Benny: ""'Spose not... So. whatre you doing here in sinking italy?"

Cricket: "Touring," he said, flashing an imperfect smile. "Remember?"

Benny: "Honestly?

Cricket: "Truly. We're going all over Europe, jus' for kicks."

Benny: "Whered you get the money?"

Cricket: "I've been saving up," he smiled.

Benny: My eyes narrowed. "ENough for everyone?"