[ After some of the tastiest pizza Giovanni's had in a long time (man! He's been giving this world and its culinary innovations too little credit), here they are, coming up to Saphir's place. Giovanni presses his face up against the car window as they pull in, fascinated. ]

Wow, nice pad! You've been doing pretty well for yourself, huh, Mr. Fancy Professor?

[ He hoists his suitcase out of the back, pauses briefly to admire the array of tools (he's no craftsman himself, but not knowing what they do just makes them more interesting!), and then scoots to follow Saphir to the door - but the bird comment stops him short. ]

You got a bird? What kind? An eagle? A cassowary?? Does it have large talons?

[ He is way too excited about the possibilities here. ]