Uh, only the best in the world — all kinds of stuff! Gelato! Pizza! Ciabatta! Panini! Watermelon! But best of all— Pasta!
[ He delivers this with all the enthusiasm he can, rubbing his hands together before saying "pasta" with even greater gusto. He's never had such good food in his whole life before moving in with Massimo, and it wasn't just cuz he can't cook for himself... It's genuinely amazingly delicious. He chuckles vaguely, throwing his shoulders back proudly with his hands on his hips. ]
I can make some pasta myself, too, y'know— trenette al pesto~ Massimo taught me how. And I can toss a pizza dough in the air!
[ ...And have it land on the cat more often than not. But he's proud anyway. He got it right eventually. Doesn't mean he'll get it right again, though... He doesn't even know if these boasting points will resonate with Robyn, but y'know, Alberto can't resist bragging for his small accomplishments. ]
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[ He delivers this with all the enthusiasm he can, rubbing his hands together before saying "pasta" with even greater gusto. He's never had such good food in his whole life before moving in with Massimo, and it wasn't just cuz he can't cook for himself... It's genuinely amazingly delicious. He chuckles vaguely, throwing his shoulders back proudly with his hands on his hips. ]
I can make some pasta myself, too, y'know— trenette al pesto~ Massimo taught me how. And I can toss a pizza dough in the air!
[ ...And have it land on the cat more often than not. But he's proud anyway. He got it right eventually. Doesn't mean he'll get it right again, though... He doesn't even know if these boasting points will resonate with Robyn, but y'know, Alberto can't resist bragging for his small accomplishments. ]