Luca had mostly been teasing, because Alex really didn't look any the worse for wear. He just seemed to be the sort to always look well put together in a completely effortless way, the opposite of Luca's unruly curls and frequent five-o'clock shadow.
"I suppose the equivalent to a French kiss would be a Lover's kiss, which is 'basium'," he said, as he held the door for him. "A Roman kiss is just like... kissing your Mum on the cheek."