-pats his arm- If you can't make it back home, you can stay here. It's up to you -plays with her big dress-
-rings a bells, and waits impatiently for the servants/maids to come over- You like fathers throne I take it
-pats Sal's shoulder- No big deal -turns to Ari- Please take Sal to his room, thank you. I'll be in the garden -turns walking to her garden-
-it's on her swing, smelling a pink rose, watching up at the birds, listening to her private band of jazz music musicians-