Gianna glanced between Carlo and Paolo, then her eyes drifted toward the other table.
"So," she asked, tilting her head slightly, "who are the other four? I know they are your friends, but do they also play football?"
"Yeah, they are also with me in the camp," Carlo said as he turned a bit in his chair and motioned lazily with his hand.
"That's Ricci," he said, pointing toward the one still playing with the spoon in his empty cappuccino cup.
"That's Udogie beside him, then Fornella, and Ruggeri—the one pretending not to listen."
The four gave polite nods, though the slight smirks on their faces betrayed that they were, in fact, listening the whole time.
"And him," Carlo said, gesturing toward the last one.
"That's Leo, my roommate. He's also the one who told me to clarify things first before I did anything stupid."
Gianna turned her head toward Leo, smiling lightly.
"Ah, so you're the voice of reason," she said, before adding something in quick Italian.
