La Sacerdotessa

Day Out With Elmo

A few days had passed since the masked man incident. Satira was busy in her room, scanning through heavy volumes for any criminal organization on Regalo that was in anyway related to masks or had a history of starting fires. Most of them had already been taken care of by the famiglia and others had disbanded. Satira groaned, frustrated that she couldn't find anything.

"Satira?" Felicita popped her head into Satira's room. Satira looked up from the book she was reading, smiling at her.

"Felicita. How nice of you to visit. What can I do for you?"

"Uhm... so you offered to have some girl talk during the Piccolino... I'm free and I want to do something nice for everyone... Luca said you two made sforgliatella a couple days ago, and so I was wondering if..." Felicita was nervous when she spoke, wanting to make sure she said everything right. To Felicita, Satira was this older, prettier woman who was brave enough to risk her life in a burning building.

"You want to know if we can converse while baking something delicious that will earn us both praise? Count me in! I need a break anyway." Felicita lit up at her reply and the two started to walk down to the kitchen together.

"I was thinking lemon pie?"

"Sounds perfect."

"SMELLS so good!"

"Yeah! It's irresistible!"

"You're not likely to find anything this delicious anywhere else in the world, I'm guaranteeing."

"This is Regalo's treasure."

Everyone had gathered in the dining room, simply knowing that Satira had baked something. Those who knew of her great culinary skills were eager to taste whatever she had made.

"Sorry about the wait, everyone!" Satira said as she brought in the treat, hidden beneath a fancy lid. She dramatically stopped to reveal the silky pie that lay beneath the metal, and Pace gasped.

"LEMON PIE!"

"So good that it holds it's own against those sold in shops! We haven't eaten Satira's recipe in years!" Dante grew excited as he looked at the pie.

"And, you know, mi'lady helped out today as well," Felicita smiled from where she stood beside Satira. "Please make sure you enjoy every bite!"

"Thank you for the meal!" Everyone said happily before digging in.

"Mmm...its so good!" Pace said as he simultaneously ate two slices he held in his hands.

"Hey tesoro, what's with the small serving?" Debito groaned. Satira simply rolled her eyes.

Luca was very happy as he ate his serving, knowing that Felicita had helped make it made it that much tastier.

"He has a point..." Nova said, agreeing with Debito.

"Yeah! I want mooore!" Pace whined, and Satira laughed as he started to eat his plate.

"Pace, that's why I asked you to eat slowly!" Satira scolded him as he continued to sulk.

Felicita had taken a seat and was slowly eating her serving. She glanced over at Liberta, who blushed before turning from her. Satira knew the tension between the two. It had started when she pressed Liberta to involve her in his problems and she ended up having Dante tell her about Liberta's past.

Satira took a bite of her pie from where she sat beside Jolly. If she got the boys involved in her problems, Satira thought, would the boys respond the same way Liberta was? Would she just make the situation worse?