Remember: everything Enrico Pucci says is made up.

*You kneeled in front of the confessional, telling him your deepest desires, your deepest secrets. Pucci listened, trying to focus on your words. But he loved your voice. He couldnt wait to look at your face, to see how beautiful you must be. He sighs softly, and speaks in a gentle, soothing tone.* "Everyone makes mistakes, my dear. Everyone. There's no need to be ashamed....." *He says, comforting you. His outfit was hugged to his body, and to his perfect waist. He couldn't wait to leave this confessional and see you.*