-Spains Pov-

Me and my amigos wanted to eat out instead of making something homemade, Gilbert announced we should head to his younger brother's mates restaurant, Feliciano. Of course we agreed cause who wouldn't want some homemade Italian pizza or pasta?

Anyways.

I grabbed my keys and wallet heading out with the rest of the trio, yes me and my amigos like to call us: The Bad Touch Trio! Which is me, Francis and Gilbert. We all walked out of my mansion but its styled as a castle, closing and locking the door behind me the trio walked to my electric green lamborghini. Getting in with Gilbert in the back I started the expensive car up earning a loud roar igniting from it. Nodding I blasted the music and headed to the Italian restaurant. 

~When they got there~

The trio stepped out of the car, closing the doors behind them. Locking the car I went with my amigos to the door, following behind a person wearing a long dark brown coat, and light chocolate brown hair, alot lighter then mine. I watched as he walked into the Employ door, shrugging Francis nudged me motioning me to follow them to the table near a clear, wide window. Sitting we talked, and joked until we were ready to order, seeing waiters serving and asking we sat 'respectfully'. 

Francis, flirting with the beautiful chica's with angry husbands, Gilbert, blabbering about how 'awesome' he was. And me, staring at the Italian with the same light chocolate brow hair, wearing a apron. His eyes were Oliver-green, with small shades of light brown. His body figure was perfectly curved like a females, his face smooth and with a small frown, which in my case suited him. He has an add curl sticking from his hair, I was snapped out of my traces as Gilbert punched my arm asking if I was listening. 

-Back to Romano-

I took a deep breath walking up to the three males, the first one to look at me was the blond. Putting on my wide, toothy smile I held my notepad up, clicking the pen.

"Hello, welcome to-a Papa Romes-a Pizza and Pasta! How-a may I help-a you fine gentlemen today?" I asked with the smile plastered on my face. They all turned to me, a smirked played on the blonds face.

"Bonjour mon amis, I would love to have you~" He cooed out like butter making me cringe, 

"Sorry sir I-a dont remember that-a being on the-a menu." I spoke out coldly. The appeared to be french-man groaned picking up the menu "I'll have the sorted pizza mon amis.." He groaned I smiled writing it out, 

"Alright, anything-a else?" The bright green eyed man bounced in his seat picking the menu up "Yeah, I-I'll have the meatball spaghetti, grazias!" He cooed, I smiled writing it down 'Spanish, huh?'. I thought, sighing I wrote it down with another show smile. "Si. And-a you?" I pointed my pen towards the Albino, 

"Oh er.. Zhe AWESOME me would like zhe AWESOME Pepperoni and sausage pizza~" He babbled, rolling my eyes I wrote it down. Setting the notepad into my aprons pocket I smiled nodding my head,

"Your food will-a be right with you-a soon, in the-a meantime what-a would you like for-a drinks?"

They all looked at each other mumbling words, the french-man ordered grape wine, the Albino beer, and the Spanish-man white wine. Nodding with a smile I walked away, feeling certain green eyes burning small holes into my back.