Fuck, that sounds just awful, what a cruel thing to do to someone, let them chill in your castle in fucking Italy. [Luci snorts and rolls her eyes fondly at Xanxus. Like she'd mind a European vacation.]

You'd probably shoot more of that shit into your arm and pass out. Or do something to make us empty the bail jar again. Or run around trying to find her right this second, even though I doubt a kid is running around this late at night.