[Somewhere, in the back of Sam's mind, there's a little list being mentally written, with the names of people's he's met so far. And oh, does Luca zoom up to the top of the list, but...that is not a necessarily good thing for Luca, really.]

[Not at all...]

[But Sam looks relieved, happy in a pathetic way, like a mangy dog that has just received a pat from a kind hand on the street.

Oh, really? Oh, gosh, that's...you're being really nice, you know. I don't think anyone has ever been that nice to me before.