Chap. 21: Francesco's Return: [Okay, just telling you this now, my cousin is reading these before I post them, and she wanted me to write Francesco Bernouli in and this was the only way I could, so I hope she's pleased.] A few days later, another visitor came to Radiator Springs. "Is that who I think it is?" Lightning said, sounding annoyed. "Unless he has an imposter, which is impossible, or a twin, which we know he doesn't, then I'm pretty sure that's him," Leo said. "Francesco! It's you!" Harold greeted joyfully. "Harold, how is my #1 student?" Francesco Bernouli asked the student. "Great, I think I'm getting better," Harod stated. "Well a-see about that on the race course. Is anyone willing to race my student?" Francesco asked nobody in particular. When nobody answered, possibly ignoring him and getting on with their lives, he said to the teen "Maybe you have gotten better, nobody else wants to race you because you are triple-speed like me." Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Filippa coming out of her tent. He grinned at the sight of a new woman and attempted to charm her. Harold noticed the look in Francesco's eyes and tensed all over; If his teacher succeeded in charming Filippa, it throw Operation Get-Together out of wack and he would be to blame because his mentor caused it. Francesco walked over to her. "Ciao, I'm Francesco Bernouli, who are you, my lady?" he greeted flirtatiously. Filippa looked up at the Italian race car driver wearing shorts. She was kind of…uncomfortable around this guy. "Um…I'm Filippa. I believe you know my brother, Fillmore from Fillmore's Taste-In for his organic juice and fuel," she said. "The hippie? I didn't think he had family, why am I just hearing this?" Francesco said, confused. "Because you don't live here," Filippa said. "Oh, that-a makes sense, good point. So, can you take it? Can you not admire it?" "It? What's it?" Filippa asked, wondering if she needed to know. "This," Francesco strut a pose and grinned as nearby females sighed at his beauty, except for Filippa, who was annoyed. "I still don't see it," she stated. This made Francesco twitch with shock and annoyance. This girl was immune to his good looks! How was this possible? "Um…is it because I'm Italian?" he had to know if it involved his ethnicity or his accent. "No, I just don't see it," Filippa said. "Are you seeing someone?" Francesco asked. "No," Filippa answered. "(But she does have a crush on someone in this town)" Aneil jumped in. He wasn't going to let this top shot steal Filippa from Guido. "Oh really, who's that? It's not Lightning is it?" Francesco had to know. "No, he's not my type," Filippa said. Harold and Leo were able to hear her say that and laughed at Lightning until he knocked them both on the head with a spoon from his coffee, which was still wet and hot. "Then it must be that southerner, Mater." "No, he's taken. Do you need hints?" Filippa asked. "Francesco is smart, he does not need hints…or do I?" "Okay. I'll tell you anyway considering you're dumb enough to consider yourself a third-person; he's nice, dependable, brave, talented, and charming," Filippa told the man. "Oh yes," Francesco said as if he knew until he realized he had no idea who it was. "I got nothing," he admitted. "(Do you know a guy named Guido? Wears mostly light blue? Part of Lightning McQueen's pit crew?)" Aneil asked. "The shrimp!" Francesco was very surprised. "Why do people keep calling Guido a shrimp? He's an inch shorted than Francesco, two inches shorter than Chick Hicks and an inch taller than me," Filippa wondered out loud. "(It's because he's scrawny,)" Aneil explained. "(He looks weak to them.)" "Well, that sounds mean," Filippa said. "I meant no offense, Signorina Filippa, I was just surprised that you would choose a pittie over me," Francesco apologized immediately. "I will leave you alone now, sorry again for my behavior." Then the Italian literally ran away from her to the motel. "(Don't worry, I don't think he means to be rude, he just says that make himself sound better,)" Aneil assured the girl in case she would make an enemy out of Francesco. Guido saw the incident from a distance and was glad Filippa stood up for him, and he couldn't believe that she thought of him as charming and talented. He was happy to have a friend like her.