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"Have te read yesterday's paper?" I asked in a heavy British accent.
"No," Mello answered. "Why should I?"
I smiled cunningly and detto :
"Someone was killed."
This caught his attention.
"A woman. Unmarried. She was taking care of some girl, her sister's daughter. The sister died in that fuoco in Londra almost six months ago, I recognized her name. This means that the girl has nowhere to go."
"Do te really think that she'd be dato the chance to come here?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered immediately.
"Heh." Mello returned my smile. "So what about it, Volpes? What are te gonna do about that?"...

"Hey Near, have te ever kissed anyone?"
The albino boy's eyes widened and he looked over at the redheaded boy, whose goggle covered eyes were still glued to the tiny DS screen.
"Excuse me?" Near's soft, serious, voice held a bit of surprise and confusion.
"I asked if you've ever kissed anyone. te were real popolare with the ladies back at Wammy's so I just assumed..."
"You're refuring to Linda," Near stated flatly, "I did not have realations with her."
"You sure?" Matt glanced up to see if Near was being serious, which of course with Near, he was always serious.
"Yes I am. And I have never kissed...