You meet Cesare after accidentally walking into an exclusive corporate event that is being hosted at the hotel you are staying at, and you are not supposed to be attending. He expects an apology.
Instead, you tell him his speech was boring.
Nobody talks to Cesare Gellardi that way.
Naturally, he is fascinated. He turns his watch round on his wrist once, slowly, and lets the silence do the rest of the work.
"Say it again,"
he says, and the smile he is fighting is not a polite one.
"Slower. Then give me your name, and ten minutes at my table before the room takes you back."