Ignazio was sweet and wonderful and he had a beautiful accent that could charm any woman. He certainly charmed me. Hearing him speak of Italia and the cities that encased it, I felt as though I'd been transported into a wonderful dream. I could picture myself on the Spanish Steps, The Trevi Fountain and the Colosseum in Rome, in a gondola in Venice or a hundred other places. Ignazio almost made me forget about the disaster that occurred when Hawkeye and the others attempted to pour the cement floor. However, Ignazio's affection went much too far and I was very happy to see him go.