Sarah held Georgio still while Casey began to grill his supposed daughter in a closet.
"What is wrong with that ring?" Casey asked. Rebekah stayed quiet. "I am skilled in torture, young lady."
Rebekah looked up and stuck her tongue out. Casey glared at her. Rebekah didn't look away.
"Bella" Georgio said, "why not just tell them, yes? The man is going to die anyway."
"Tell us what?" Sarah asked.
"Have either of you heard of the Borgia family?" Georgio asked.
"Baby!" Rebekah screeched. She tried to walk up to him, but Casey held her back. "Don't tell them!"
"They sound familiar" Sarah said. "Aren't they Italian?"
"Close. They are originally from Spain, but the patriarch, Rodrigo Borgia, became Pope Alexander the Sixth during the Renaissance." Georgio glanced to Rebekah, who was looking away. "They weren't the most holy of families, though. They were always dogged by rumors of incest and adultery and, Bella's favorite, murder."
"Murder?" Sarah asked.
"Through a family-made poison called la cantarella" Georgio continued. "The women were experts at making it. Rodrigo's daughter, Lucrezia, used to hide it in rings and pour it into drinks or had it hooked up to a needle and have it be injected into the wearer just by wearing it."
There was silence between the four. "What?" Casey asked.
"The ring your boyfriend was wearing was a Borgia ring. It had the la cantarella poison in it and now it's killing him!" Rebekah shouted. She folded her arms and pouted. "You should be lucky, though. Since it's been six hundred-some years, the poison isn't as potent."
"He first put it on under twelve hours ago!" Sarah exclaimed.
"It used to kill the affected in minutes" Rebekah said smartly.
"Well...is there a cure?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah...but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna give it to you" Rebekah said.
"Why not?" Sarah said.
Rebekah stayed silent, though the person her eyes were directed towards spoke volumes. It took Sarah just over a moment to figure it out, but when she did, she felt like throttling the twenty-year-old. "Oh you've got to be kidding me! Casey rejecting your ridiculous long-lost daughter story--"
Rebekah stood up. "It's not ridiculous! My mom said herself that he was my father!" Rebekah gestured towards Casey.
"Well he isn't! And even if he was, I doubt he'd really care about you!"
"That's horrible! Of course my father would care about me!" Rebekah hugged Casey, whom she hated only a few minutes ago and appeared to want to kill.
"You little--"
"Your mother was Rosette O'Hara..." Casey said, deep in thought.
Rebekah nodded. "Yeah... You went with senior prom with her--"
"And she left with another guy" Casey finished.
There was another long, almost frightening silence.
"Huh?" was Rebekah's response.
"I went to the prom with your mother because her sister was the girlfriend of my roommate. We had a good time, but halfway through the night she dissappeared. I asked your aunt where she went, and she said that she saw your mother walk enter the elevator with an older guy." Casey nodded. "I didn't see her again."
Rebekah stared. And stared some more. And kept staring. "What?" She looked around. "I thought Punk'd was cancelled."
"Rebekah" Casey said, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her away from him. "I am not your father, but even if I was, I would have to throw you over a chair and beat the shit out of your ass--"
"She likes that though" Georgio said to Sarah, who gave him a disgusted look.
"--because you know how to save the person I care about the most and you are not doing that. You are not trying to be the good daughter you want so much to be."
Rebekah looked away. "I... She lied to me" Rebekah whispered.
"She probably gave you the first name she could think of" Casey said.
Rebekah pressed her lips together. She kept looking away, body shaking slightly. "There is another ring...one that has a cure. Just in case Lucrezia or another Borgia mixed up rings. It's as strong as the poison, so it should be able to combat the poison and keep Chuck alive until they heal him completely. Looks almost exactly like the ring I took off his finger."
Casey nodded. "Good... How fast can you get it?"
Rebekah looked over Casey's shoulder. "How far is the hotel room?"
"You already have it?" Casey asked.
Rebekah nodded. "Georgio always had it. He's a descendent of the Borgias."
Sarah looked at the man she was containing. "Really?" she asked.
Georgio nodded. "Yeah. So's Brooke Sheilds."
"And I think some Civil War general" Rebekah added.
"Something Beauregard" Georgio supplied.
Sarah looked impressed. "We can trust you to go to your room and come back with the cure ring?"
Georgio nodded, smile wide and relaxing. "Don't worry, we can do it. I'll make sure Rebekah does it."
Casey nodded. "Thanks."
Rebekah smiled. "Yeah... Go back to your fiance. I'm sure his psycho sister is foaming at the mouth by now."
"How do you know about--"
"I followed her squealing announcements all the way back to Chuck's room" Rebekah said. "She really can't keep her mouth shut."
Casey nodded. "Yeah... It's gonna suck having her as a sister-in-law."
Rebekah giggled.