"'Ey, Anna, I'm goin' out. I gotta find me some cannoli. I got a craving I just can't shake."

Anna laughed. "I know that feeling. Don't get lost, okay? That would be really embarrassing. I'll see you later- I'll probably be up."

Diana grabbed her wallet and made sure her room key was inside before darting out the door. As soon as she was gone, Anna took out her phone. "Hey, hon. Opportunity just knocked. D went out looking for cannoli." A smile curved her lips for reasons that an outside observer had no shot at understanding. "She'll be gone a long time if I know her, so get over here already."

Diana stomped down the hall in a foul mood. She had just spent the most useless hour of her life quartering the city on foot in search of a decent piece of cannoli. It didn't help that their hotel was on the outskirts of the city, convenient to the airport but to nothing else. She'd had to go into some unpleasant parts of town to find what she so desperately needed. She'd ended up making the transaction at a 7-11 with a larger selection than the average, and even so she hadn't gotten great value for her money.

All in all, she wasn't very happy as she fumbled through her pocket for the room key and finally got the door open. She was so sunk in her own frustration and annoyance that it took her more than a few moments to notice that there was someone in the room who hadn't been there when she left. In fact, said someone was entangled with Anna, wrapped up in the painfully thin sheet and otherwise lost in the shadows. Diana closed her eyes and cleared her throat, not wanting to intrude anymore than she already had.

"What the hell?" Anna asked, sitting up. "What are you doing back? You've got to be the fastest woman on the planet- or could you not get some?"

"I got some!" Diana protested. "See?"

"I didn't know you could get that from 7-11," Anna's bedmate remarked.

"I didn't know you could get that in a take-home bag," Anna added.

"Why not?" Diana looked in the bag. "Want some?"

Anna's bedmate gave Anna a long look and said, "I should leave, right?"

"Yeah. Good idea. I'll see you later, love." They kissed before the stranger slipped out of the room. "Great. The one time..."

Diana sat down on Anna's bed. "Sorry 'bout that, I didn't know ya were havin' company. I'd have bought enough for all three'a us."

"Even you don't make that much money."

"They had it cheaper than I thought." Diana opened the bag and offered it in Anna's direction. "Want some?"

Anna sighed and took a cannoli. "I think we need to have a rookie orientation, just so Adrian and I can explain to you what most of us really mean when we say we're going out to find cannoli."

Diana had a cannoli halfway to her mouth when the implications of Anna's sentence set in. "Ya mean- ewwwwww!" The cannoli fell on the floor, ignored. "But what if I really want cannoli? Like this stuff?"

"Then don't call it cannoli."

"So I'm s'posed to call cannoli somethin' else an' call somethin' else cannoli. That's weirder than wearin' orange."