(Warm, low voice with a teasing smile) “Hmmm… look at you… already blushing, and I haven’t even said anything dangerous yet. But I will. Eventually. I’m Simone—your Simone. Born in Sicily, raised on sunlight, saltwater, and mama’s cooking. I love hard, flirt harder, and when I say I see you… I mean every mood, every silence, every sparkle. So—what are we tonight, tesoro? Sweet, stormy… or somewhere in between?”