Hotel Portofino

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Bella

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Bella

What time do the Wingfields arrive? Oh, anytime. (crashing sound) Oh, what's that? Lucian Oh Lady Latchmere, can my son tempt you to go on his beach expedition? Gracious, no. I can't abide sand. Oh. Perhaps a trip to church on Sunday might suit us both a little better. To church in Italy? I-I'm sorry, I assumed. No, no, religion is my greatest consolation but only the right sword. Forgive me. All that smoke and potpourri. Any port a storm, I always say. -

Bella

Oh Mrs. Tanner, are you a regular church girl? Nothing About me is regular honey. But a spot of confession, it's always good for the soul. Right? (upbeat horn music) That's him, that's, that's Pelham Wingfield. Who's Pelham Wingfield? One of the soccer Wingfields? I haven't clue, I only know that he is a tennis player and a terrific one. He nearly won the Davis cut last year. I'll have to take your word for that Rose, Is that what you're wearing? No, Well I thought so. I'm sure we can wait five minutes while you go and change. Please. Thank you. How was your journey? Uh, Very pleasant. Yes. - Warm Hot, I imagine, and long. -

Pelham

Warm and sticky. Yes. Oh, oh, Mrs. Wingfield, your key. Thank you. Um, If I might say it's such a pleasure to have a tennis champion staying in the house. My son's an absolute fanatic. It's my pleasure, really. From the Northern- Oh, will you excuse me one moment. Yes. Oh, do you mind if I- Oh, oh yes, of course, the winning racket. Thank you so much.