Her ears perked up when he mentioned Italy. She was born in a small town north of Greece, she couldn't remember the name, it was so long ago. She glanced back to him, taking a sip of the drink that had been placed down by Pete. Her eyes traveled him up and down, "So, what are you?" She was very blunt and forward sometimes. "You have a different scent then most immortals i've come across." Shrugging, she placed her drink back on the bar top, "Smells fresh. But, maybe thats just the stench of the island you were on." She smirked, sliding her fingers through her hair.