I always thought she was a figment of your imagination. We must issue a press release at once.
″Girolamo Reunited with his Fairy Princess″ - something along those lines.
I'll get on to it at once. What a story! The public will lap it up.″
″No,″ said Guido, ″I'd rather not.″ ″What do you say, Momo?″ asked the first young woman, fixing Momo with an artificial smile.
″Surely you'd like to see your picture in the paper, wouldn't you?″ ″Leave her alone!″ snapped Guido.
The second young woman glanced at her wristwatch. ″We're going to miss our flight if we don't get a move on, and you know what that would mean.″
″God Almighty,″ Guido protested, ″can't I even have a quiet chat with a long-lost friend?″ He turned to Momo with a rueful grin.
″You see? They never give me a moment's peace, these slave-drivers of mine - never.″
″Suit yourself, but we're only doing our job,″ the second young woman said tartly.
″That's what you pay us for, lord and master, to arrange your schedule and see that you stick to it.″
Guido gave in. ″Okay, okay, we'd better get going. Tell you what, Momo, why not come to the airport with us?
We can talk on the way, and afterwards my chauffeur will drive you home, all right?″
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