[Bruno didn't bother hiding the skeptical look on his face at that revelation, not entirely sure how he should feel about this little display of masochism. Leone was several inches taller and probably had a few kilos of muscle on him, so he didn't doubt him, but still. No one really drank grappa because they liked the taste.]

Am I really that bad a conversationalist?

[He smiled a little to make a joke of it, though he was beginning to think he'd failed utterly at his attempts a flirtation. Maybe he really wasn't interested at all, and this was just Leone's weird way of getting it across?]