Furio walked out onto the street. It was a hot night and he was glad that he had opted to wear a T- shirt. He opened the door to his car and stepped in. It still smelled like the Fazolli's he and Tony had for lunch. He didn't know where he was going. He didn't especially care. He just needed to go somewhere. What is going on? Furio started the engine and pulled away from the curb. I have never had this problem before. Maybe after I have had her, I'll be able to stop thinking about her. I wish I were seeing her tonight. What would it look like if I just went over now? I would look desperate, and that is one thing Furio Giunta is not. Well, that is one thing I will not appear to be, even if I ... Furio slammed on the brakes. A boy on a skateboard was almost touching the hood of his car. "What the fuck!? Watch where you're going, Asshole!" Furio was out of the car in what could only be a fraction of a second. "Who you think you are talking to? To me?" The boys eyes grew wide and he took a few steps backwards. "You do no talk to me like that!" Furio grabbed the boy by the front of his shirt and pulled him close to his face. "I will crush you into pavement next time." With that, Furio shoved the boy to the side of the street and got back in his car. Seeing that the boy had dropped his skateboard, he put the car in reverse and then, tires squealing, flew forward and crushed it 'into pavement'. Furio turned on the radio. "Aaaarrghhh!" The song playing was "I Want You to Want Me". Damn it! This is absolutely ridiculous! I can have any girl I want here. I could go to The Bing right now and have my pick, no questions asked. Why do I have to think about this girl? Furio groaned. He had driven himself towards the tunnel that led to New York City. At home in her apartment, Jen unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and threw it across the room onto a large, red, overstuffed armchair. Then she unzipped her skirt and tossed it on top. Slipping off her shoes, she unfastened her garter belt from around her waist and hopping on one foot, slipped off her stockings, adding them to the pile. Just then her buzzer rang. "Fabulous." She pressed the button. "Yes?" "Miss, there is a young man here for you. He gave the name 'Furio'." Heat rushed to Jen's cheeks. Fully aware that she was in her underwear, but thankful that her hair and makeup were still done, she pressed the button again. "Thank you. Send him up." The second she released the button, Jen was sprinting across the living room, nearly tripping over her own feet. She burst through the bathroom door and reached for the robe hanging on the back of it, instantly realizing that it was the fuzzy, pink, 'princess' robe that her dad had bought her for Christmas that past year. "Dammit!" She spun around and lifted the lid of the clothes hamper, finding it empty. "Shit!" She dashed back to the door and in a moment of panic became aware that it opened the other way. Then she crashed. "Sonovabitchmothafu..." There was a knock at the door. "Just a minute!" Rubbing her elbow, Jen ran for her bedroom. She threw open the closet door and grabbed the first remotely sexy thing she saw. Interestingly enough, it was a silk kimono that she bought as a souvenir from Epcot Center. It was covered in a design of multicolored flowers that were embroidered heavily at the bottom and grew thinner towards the top. Running to the door, she stole a glance in the mirror across the room. Stopping, Jen took a few deep breaths and looked through the peek hole. Oh, he's even better looking than I'd remembered. I didn't realize that was possible... She opened the door. Furio smiled at her and his eyes ran down the length of her body. "You have no plans tonight?" He raised an eyebrow at her. "Um, no. Did I misunderstand? Aren't we going out tomorrow?" "You understand. I was in neighborhood." "You live 45 minutes away." Furio nearly blushed. "I was in a neighborhood..." Jen laughed. "Come in." Jen stepped back into her apartment and Furio followed. "Have you eaten yet? I haven't and I'm starved." "Then we eat. Where you want to go?" "I don't know. It's your tour of the city." Jen put a hand on her hip and cocked her head to one side. "We can go anywhere you want. Have you heard of any restaurants you want to try? Or, if you tell me a type of food, I can suggest one..." "I have heard of thees place, is called The Spot. Is club; yes?" "Yeah. It's pretty popular. It's pretty high-end too though. Think you want to go?" "Am I dressing well?" Furio held out his arms and Jen willed her knees not to give way. His T- shirt was tight and he had a great chest and arms. She tried not to look too long and her gaze traveled downward. "You look great. Let me go put something on." Furio took a look around the living room and then watched Jen leave. He wondered what she had on under her robe. Maybe nothing... Then he noticed the pile of clothing on the chair. He groaned. "Did you say something?", Jen called from the bedroom. "No. Is nothing." Furio looked around again. There were photographs everywhere. The walls were covered in frames of every size and more were set out on tables and on the mantle. He moved to the wall. The first picture he looked at was in a dark wooden frame. It was a younger looking Jen in a green formal dress, standing next to a boy in a tuxedo. The next was of two girls hugging. One was in a stage costume of some kind. To the right of that photo was a caricature of Jen and two other people. Then a picture of Jen and a group of people at Disney World. Furio noticed the mantle. There was a picture of two young girls. He could tell that one was Jen. The other girl was from the picture of the two hugging. Next to that frame was a shadow box. It held a matchbox car, a monkey from that little kids game; what was it called? It also held a small ceramic boat, a glass unicorn, and a rock with 'Niagara Falls' written on it. "They remind me of my friends." Furio turned to see Jen in a short, bright blue dress that fell off one shoulder. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, just like it had been when he came in, but she had darkened her eye makeup and changed her lip color. "For different reasons, obviously. One year for Christmas, my friend Jack bought us all cars." She pointed to the matchbox car. "When she came box from vacation, another friend brought us all 'a little piece of Niagara'. The photos are from anywhere and everywhere." Jen looked around the room and smiled. She was beautiful. Furio was sure she knew this, but he wanted to tell her anyway. "You are looking amazing." Jen beamed at him. "You look pretty nice yourself." She put a hand on his arm and led him to the door, picking up a purse as they left.