"Carlotta, my love!"
Ubaldo Piangi, dressed handsomely in grey suit, stepped to Carlotta Giudicelli´s room with notable agility, despite his massive girth.
"I have excellent news!"
Carlotta, dressed in morning-gown of pink satin, huge red rose on her bodice, was languishing in chaise lounge, with glass of claret in her hand.
"He came back! That... thing came back!"
"Carlotta..."
"Some young chorus-girl should replace me! What´s next? Burlesque dancer?" She took good gulp.
"Forget that bland little goose!" Piangi sat on the chaise-lounge."Opera PALAZZO needs you! Their next season is without star... or would be, without you!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I have made private... investigations of available jobs for star soprano and a tenor..."
"And?" Piangi had now all of Carlotta´s attention.
"Opera Palazzo in Milan has both! Without Phantom!"
Carlotta screamed. "Ubaldo Piangi! You are treasure! A gem!" She kissed Piangi to the mouth.
Piangi beamed. "I know, my angel!"
Carlotta hit her glass on the cherry-wood table, her fighting spirit rising.
"And if some filthy vulgar feccia attacks my Ubaldo, they must deal with me!"
"That´s the spirit!" Piangi took a claret-bottle and hit it against Carlotta´s glass. "To Milan!"
""To Milan!"
"-
feccia=trash,scum
Pardon my "rouge angles of satin" (spelling and grammar mistakes), English is not my first language!