After a moment, the door was thrown open. Luca grinned, and went in for that loose, one shoulder, pound on the back kind of not-quite-hug that bros do with bros.
"You loud motherfucker," he said, affectionately. "No one else knocks on my door like that." He turned the high watt grin off for a second, glancing over his shoulder, and made an impatient noise. Behind him, scurrying to put her things away and struggling to get her buttons on straight was a skinny girl in office wear. She eyed Will resentfully.
"C'mon, honey," Luca urged, almost but not quite sweetly, leaving the door to gently pull her towards the exit by her arm. "But--" "Sh," he said, silencing her with a quick kiss on the lips. "No need. I understand. Now go." "Will yo--" Luca made another impatient noise and came up behind her, making shooing motions, copping one last feel. Bewildered, the girl stumbled past Will and into the hallway, retreating awkwardly. "Call me?" she tried. Luca smiled. "'Bye!" he called out, waving. Then, quick as the click of a switch, he ignored her.
"So," he said, lounging in his doorway, eyes back on Will. "Now that that's taken care of...Where do you wanna go?"