Searching for fragments, assembling dream memories, a little light has appeared. Going back and forth to organize and erase the design, Luna has now forgotten about her vacation. 
   "A very good Italian restaurant, do you want to try it?" Toni removed his glasses from his face, a genius uncle with a rich billionaire organization. 
   "It's already dinner time, wait for me for 10 minutes" Luna was surprised at how quickly time passed, she skipped lunch without even bothering with supper. Quickly leaving the desk to go to the room to prepare, never arbitrarily is her principle. Let's see, the D&G dress and Balmain jacket and the Ralph Russo boost pair, the perfect combination for a winter day.

     It takes about 30 minutes to drive, NY is magnificent with lights showing all the errors. The skyscrapers and the dozens of jostling sounds made it difficult for someone like her to adjust. But she likes this place because of its enthusiasm, does this hustle life make people not allow themselves to rest. The European restaurant 'Cesca 164W.75th St' is crowded during the holiday season, though it shouldn't be too hard to get a table because her uncle is a billionaire! Sitting still in place, Luna let her uncle order and she looked out slightly, the Christmas atmosphere still lingers on the streets, the snow started to fall harder and the tunes of 'Sara' , perche tiamo' resounded she missed them.

     It's been 5 days since she left, she hasn't contacted them at all, wondering if they are okay now. As usual, the organization won't take their eyes off them, observing from afar for research convenience. . She just needed to know they were fine and had no need for further information. The cell phone was pushed out in front of her, and Toni understood what she was thinking.
"Want to borrow it?" uncle started – "Nothing to say" she refused
"Are you sure" - "I'm not"
"Come on, don't be so squishy!" He looked at her with bored eyes.
   This is the uncle she has admired since childhood, the uncle who lives with the harsh reality but treats her like a princess. Most of her clothes were given to her by her uncle, why? Because you are rich!
 "Remember what I taught you?" – "I never forget that just a concept with reality is two inches apart, and I don't have the courage"
"I spend my youth creating things for war, and spend the rest of my life destroying them," said Uncle Toni.
"But I don't regret it," she looked at her uncle.
 "Of course, it made me rich," he said with a swagger.
"Make what you believe true because you are never wrong" he tapped his finger on the table
"And..." he insisted – "Uncomfortable with a crown on your head" she replied to him - "Good, that's my nephew," Toni agreed with a wink.
     Confidence is never bad, what matters is what you give that confidence too. Uncle always taught her not to be weak by her work, if it's wrong, make it right. Therefore, one of her characteristics is due to Uncle Toni.

      The plate of Ravioli, Osso buco alla Milanese, and Panzanella was presented by the waiter, not sure if this is a wise choice for a winter day, but as long as it pleases her, anything is fine. Not a picky eater. But as someone who is honored to enjoy world cuisine by business trips, Luna is quite sensitive in taste. Putting aside distractions to enjoy, she was, respecting food. The smell of cilantro on the Osso plate awakened her taste buds, blending with the lemon juice and garlic, adding the strong flavor of pepper to make the meat plate more delicious than ever.

    Luna has to admit that eating well helps people's moods better. Enjoying the rest of her favorite Italian Gelato dessert, the cold of the ice cream and the faint scent of fruit relax the mind. Eating it in the winter is not a good idea but she likes it, drinking beer or eating ice cream in the snow season. much more special.
"I miss them" she said to her uncle while still looking at the ice cream
"Great, you finally admit it," exclaimed Uncle Toni, a little amused - "What are they to me?" gently swirl the wine glass on the table
"... are snowflakes, very happy when it comes and will be disappointed when it goes" is a difficult question. What are they? She didn't know either, a relative - no, a friend - was not true either, love - she didn't dare admit it. So what are they? Just a bit of a fluke of fate, Luna guessed.
"Saying goodbye is never easy, but if you don't say it, it will bring regret tomorrow," he told her softly, leaning back in his chair.
"...."
"Let's go, let's finish this quickly." Uncle Toni stood up.