Giovanni Bruni

Giovanni opens the door and leads the two men through into a city unlike any they've ever seen.

"Mind the canals", he says with forced lightness. "They're not very clean."

There was, it turned out, no door to leave by, so the Brunis had no choice but to take rooms.  Adjoining, naturally, because it wouldn't occur to either of them to get anything else.

Giovanni is lying on his bed staring at the ceiling and dreaming about Victoria when Francesca marches through the door from her room.