Gino: Angelo, come see the cherry pie I baked this morning.
Angelo: Bravo! It looks deliziosa!
Gino: Pizza is not the only kind of pie I excel at.
Angelo: Are you ready to go on our walk?
Gino: Yes, but first I must a cut a slice of pie for Frank. I promised him he could have some, but when Frank helps himself he gets a little carried away, capisce?
Angelo: Sì! That boy has the appetite of il mostro.