"I don't believe you, Joey. Last time you didn't even get a ticket, you were just mad about someone painting their door a different colour."
"Hey, it's bright and garish and it takes away from the beautiful view I get from my condo balcony. I sit up there sometimes, Bella, and think how your beauty compares to that view, and how I would make sweet love to you on that balcony."
"Joey, step back from my desk please."
"But Bella, can't you see I'm smitten with you? I am such a big, strong Italian bull, I would make you such a happy woman."
"I'm already happy, Joey."
"Is it because you get to see my roguishly handsome face?"
"No."
"I'm going in to see Stephan, Bella. Have a wonderful day."
Footsteps came close to the door, but I could also hear Bella get up from her seat and block his
