You: How Italian is it?
Me: It's so Italian, that out walking my dog today on my lunchbreak, I ran into an old lady smoking a cigarette and walking her dog--off leash. Her dog was a barky little fluffy thing, and it took off running toward Cee Cee.
"No, Anthony!" the old lady yelled. "Anthony, get back here!"
Anthony listened, stopped and trotted back to his old lady.
"Beautiful day today, isn't it?" she smiled at me, Anthony now cradled in her arms.
I smiled back. "It sure is."