“I’m not worried about it, no. I’m sure that the majority of the time we’re outside of this room at least one of them will be near us. They’re excited to meet you. And I don’t get here nearly as often as I’d like.” And while his siblings used to visit regularly, it was harder now with the kids in Nicky’s home suited for two and not an entire family. And his Nonna couldn’t travel as freely as she once could. “But they’ll never enter the room without knocking. And they’ll definitely give us space enough when we’re in here.” They were respectful after all, if just generally rowdy when together. They were Italian. It was in their blood.

“Of course I don’t mind. I can come with you, if you’d like. Or if you’d rather go talk business without me, I’m sure I can find something to do here.” The last bit is a tease; as if staying home while Booker did his thing was a hardship.