She squinted, both at what she was fairly sure was an endearment, and definitely one that made her bristle automatically, but also at the Italian. She didn't know a lick of it, she'd taken Spanish in high school and barely remembered any of that.

"The only part of that I understood was 'pizza' and I know enough to know that I don't want to know." She shook her head at the rest, though she followed all the same, better to keep him where she could see him and keep him talking, "I don't know about 'like', but it gives me something to do, and something I know how to do, figure it'll make being stuck here a little tolerable."