"This is totally insane." He rolled his eyes. "How could they-"
"They can do anything they want, Eli. Now shut it." Leia replied sarcastically. "You do know they're our... bosses."
"They're not, okay?" He retorted. "They're not our bosses. They can't control us. Why are they forcing me to get married to a girl on the other side of the globe that I don't even know?!"
"Hello," She replied again, "Get your geography facts right. It's Italy we're talking about, and this is England. We're in the same continent for god's sake!"
"Yeah, but-"
"No buts. You're going to shut up now, because my dramas are up. Don't breathe a word, or face the consequences." She balled up her fists, making threatening gestures at her brother before turning her attention back to the Korean drama. "Don't we all love dramas."
"No, we don't." Eli snatched the remote control and turned the TV off. "This is ultimately important. Either I get married, or I don't."
"Wait a shucking minute." Leia suddenly realised, 'You said princess of Italy? As in the pizza Italy?"
"Yes. Weren't you paying attention to what you said yourself, earlier?" He flashed an annoyed look at her. "What's wrong with Italy?"
"Oh, believe me, dear brother, nothing's wrong. In fact, I know exactly who your future wife is." She winked, "Beatrix, or Trixie as she prefers to be called. I know her pretty well, actually, and I would totally let her be my sister-in-law."