[Well. It's not as though Giovanni isn't a raging dick-- he can be, when the mood takes him, is more likely to greet one with dry sarcasm than with friendly pleasantries. But he does understand the desire to keep one's clothes looking orderly, and so whilst he notices the other man's not-so-subtle attempt at nonchalance, he only flashes a wry little smile, makes no overt mention of it.
Besides, the charade of aloofness, the expectant look on his face-- it's a little entertaining. Funny.
And so Giovanni kneels down, passing his palm over the acid-burned shoe, as promised. It takes no more than a matter of seconds.]
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Besides, the charade of aloofness, the expectant look on his face-- it's a little entertaining. Funny.
And so Giovanni kneels down, passing his palm over the acid-burned shoe, as promised. It takes no more than a matter of seconds.]
There you are. Good as new.