Mafia Princess
’ [Dear God, you poor little thing, you’re starving.
He went back to the counter and purchased two large cookies for her and was rewarded when her pretty little face broke into a huge grin,
‘Sono per me?’ [Are they for me?]
Carefully placing the glass of milk she had been drinking back on the table,
‘Sì, mia piccola principessa, ho pensato che, dato che hai due mani, potrebbe piacerti un biscotto per ciascuna di esse.’ [Yes my little Princess, I figured that as you have two hands you might like a cookie for each of the them]