«True: using your gut. Why do you often refer to Marisa using that word...?»
«Well, notary. If I am not wrong, when I use that nickname, you immediately understand who I am talking about, right?»
«Sure.»
«There you go. That word suits the person in my opinion. Its like when a person is very thin and people say that she or he is as thin as a rake» I reply, while the notary looks at me puzzled, not saying a word. «Ill give you another example. Today the plump guy with a moustache, the guy from the virtual brothel, Newco Dating Ltd, looked a bit like Tom Sellek: I could start calling him like this if he was around the office a bit more often. You would understand who I am talking about, wouldnt you?»
«Its maybe because I have only seen him once, however, I dont know whether I could easily match the actor to that face: I mean, the word used for Marisa goes straighter to the point. Have you got any more examples?»
«I dont know. You dont like rake. For instance...» I go on saying, keeping my voice down, «if I said that the peroxide blonde bush finishes work in ten minutes and at 6.00 pm on the dot this person will leave the office, who would you think of?»
«This is easy, but there is also some affection behind it all.»
«Yes, sure. There is affection too in the definition itself: it describes the person in two words.»
«Yes, you are right. Go ahead.»
I lift my hands towards my head, I rest my elbows on my knees and I run my fingers through my hair.
«I wouldnt really know... it is like when we talk about a person as a mafioso to refer to someone who goes around with his shirt open and a golden cross dangling on his hairy chest; or addict, to someone who has a dull look and staggers through.»
«Thats okay but what I mean is... why do you think people understand when one talks about other people using these fanciful nicknames?»
«Probably because if you think about it they are not so fanciful...»
«Or else, the two speakers have a similar mentality, so a reference could be good between two people, but not with a third person. Right, Brando?»
«Sure. I believe there are different situations. For instance, I dont know, I dont think that the name Richard the Lionheart was created after a conversation between two people, I think that the whole community felt that way about him.»
«Probably we are digressing a little too much.»
«No, no, I take it as an ordinary discussion, Alessandro; if you wish, we could continue it down at the bar, holding a glass of wine so we can get more in tune with the various aspects of the topic.»
«Very funny, Brando. All in all, do you think that Marisas nickname is working out because we both think that the lady is really a... slut?»
«In my opinion, she is. Its a fact: thats why the reference works out.»
I hear Tamara talking with Domenica and, peeking at my smartphone that displays 5:57pm, I take it that she is saying goodbye to her before leaving the office.
«Brando, maybe just the two of us think this way.»
«Certainly, notary, it could be. What do you think?»
«I think the same as you, Brando. But what is that supposed to mean?»
«Phew» I snort. «Anyway, the last time Marisa was here, didnt she forget her horrible pen, the pink one? Well, she even rang the office to make sure to keep it here because it is mine and next week I will drop in to collect it?»
«Yes, Brando. I found it in the deed of sales room. As a matter of fact, if she hadnt called, I am sure that I would have disposed of it immediately, because you just cant keep it something like that in your pen holder: I have given it to Tamara, I think it is still there.»
«Yes, it is still there, you just cant miss it. Would you like to sit a test, notary?»
«Maybe there something up with you, Brando. Anyway, lets give the test a go.»
«We must wait for a few minutes, I think. Tell me in the meantime, why do you want to miss the French night at the Bistrot?»
«I dont want to miss it, really. It is just that it is the fourth edition since the beginning of the year: its all nice and funny but then it ends with me sitting at the table on my own because my wife is busy entertaining the clients who come in and out, she must stand behind the counter or look after the cash register.»
«I see» I say staring at the table. «Talking about your wife: I just got another example.»
«Excuse me, I am off» Tamara interrupts from the doorstep of the office. «Good evening to everyone.»
«Excuse me, Tamara» I stop her, «has the slut dropped in to collect her horrible pen?»
«No, not even today, it must be two months since her last visit here. She probably thinks that it is not so beautiful in the end. Why, can I throw it out?»
«No, Tamara» the notary answers. «We were talking about it because we did not remember where it had ended up. Hold on to that, she will drop in sooner or later. Have a nice evening.»
«Bye Tamara.»
«Goodbye notary. See you, Brando. Enjoy your evening.» She walks off tapping her heels down the corridor.
«Test is over, dont you think? Not even a hint of surprise, a stir nor eyebrows raising, no hesitation whatsoever: immediate connection. I also would like to point out that Tamara is a woman, in case you think it is relevant.»
«Yes, you cant argue with this reasoning. So, in conclusion, is Marisa seen by everyone as what that word suggests?»
«I would think so. People wont be surprised to hear this definition.»
The notary does not reply.
He does not reply and stares at the screen.
«Good» I just say, a little puzzled. «So, we can state that the discussion is over? What were we supposed to discuss after Augusto Pardolis two confidential meetings with you, was just a debate regarding how the world perceives that lady who is not so young now, she has an eye-catching appearance, she is a bit common and of easy virtue?»
The notary is still quiet.
«If that was it, we could have talked about it immediately, without deferring it so many times: I kept on trying to postpone the conversation because I thought that there was some strange deed to bring up.»
Still staring at the screen...
«I meant» trying to batten down the hatches, in fear that I had offended him, «I didnt do it on purpose, maybe I didnt explain it properly. I meant to say that the concurrence of all these events which forced us to postpone this discussion, was not that bad after all. We just had to postpone a discussion, albeit rightful and of a certain semantic importance, about something that was not so relevant for our jobs at the office.»
Nothing: gazing, pursed lips and relaxed face. He was gazing blankly more than staring at something.
«As a matter of fact, lexical semantics is fascinating; I didnt know you were into discipline. I have never examined it in depth but if you need me to, just to have someone to discuss the issue with you, I can do some research. I know very well how frustrating it is to find someone you can share your opinions with over something you are passionate about.»
«Brando, have you finished with your ranting and raving?» the notary bursts out laughing.
I smile too.
«Do you think that there are courses on lexical semantics?»
«Of course, there are similar courses all over the place, especially evening courses» I grin.