"Si, Italian. I recently moved here from Florence," he replied, shifting his books a little so he could offer his hand in greeting. "Ezio Auditore. I teach in Irvine." He never put the doctor in front of his name - that just sounded pretentious, and he was many things but not quite that.
The woman he'd come across though, she also sounded foreign. The OC was quite the melting pot of cultures, he found - the States in general, really. A nation of immigrants (sorry, President Cheeto). "You too? I am going to guess...England?" he chuckled, since her accent sounded distinct. "In Italy we say 'Christmas with your family, Easter with whomever you want.' Usually a trip to the sea is taken. I am used to...less chocolate and sugary marshmallow treats. How can anyone eat those?"