A somewhat odd situation: Â an unhappy, angry woman encountering a self-satisfied, smug individual at the Italian Pavilion in Epcot. Â There were no words exchanged, just an overwhelming, radiating air of hostility and entitlement growing and undulating between the two. By the end of it I wasn’t sure who was the hostile one and who was the entitled one! Â And did it really matter after all!
Voila!
So there you have it!
I know, that’s French, not Italian.
