strolls into his office with a smile and dumps a new load of papers onto his desk for him. "Only for you, fratello~"

glares at him. "Fratello...why the hell is all of this for me? Unless it's the mafia acting up again, or something in just my half, you can take some of the work for yourself."

taps his nose, glee still apparent on his face despite Romano's reaction. "Perhaps you should have done more work last week, caro, because it is of the second category sì."

swats at his hand, grumbling as he glares at the pile. "I did lots of work last week! This is fucking bullshit." He huffs, and starts to sort the paperwork.

shrugs cluelessly and pulls up a chair to the opposite side of the desk, slumping down soon enough. "Sometimes it just piles up no matter what." He snatches one of the finished papers, a pen, and doodles idly_

on the back of it. "Oh, but maybe you'll get a fun one! Like ridiculous cases."

him a look. "Or maybe it will be more complaints about our boss sleeping with exotic dancers."

meets his eye, scrunching his nose in distaste, then waves his hand as if to brush the seriousness of the matter off and smiles. "Like I said, ridiculous cases!"

lets his forehead drop to the table. "Si. Ridiculous is one word for it..." Their boss would be the death of them...

hums lightly and reaches over the paper piles to brush comfortingly through his dark hair. "Your vocabulary has a lot more fitting words, fratello."

sighs a little at that, his brother's touch is comforting for all that he pretends it isn't. "Like fucking irresponsible and stupid, and unworthy to even be our fucking boss? What happened to the good old _

_days, fratello?"