His statement amused me, and I commented, "The masters come and go, but you remain?"
"It seems so."
"Many masters?"
"Alas! yes. They come and go. Nice young men, like you, but they do not stay. They buy and look at the view, and eat with us a few days and then they are gone."
"And then the villa is sold again?"
The man shrugged. "How should we know? We simply serve."
"Then prepare me my dinner. And serve it outside, under the grapevine, where I can see the view."
The woman started to obey. The man came nearer.
"Shall I carry your bags to the bedroom?"
"Yes. And I will go with you and unpack."