I just got back from a night out in Rome with my friend and her cute (Italian!) roommates. I'm staying in a hotel that requires my own stop on the cab ride home, and just before we get there one of them asks me something. My Italian is much worse than it should be so without really understanding what she said I replied "It's ok I know where to go." After I had enough time to process all the words she said, I realize she *may* have been asking to walk back with me.

Cazzo. I may be able to salvage another chance tomorrow night. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so dense.