INVERNESS - Alfredo Cali stands behind a long glass deli counter filled with fresh mozzarella, prosciutto, cannoli and Italian cookies. His eyes dart behind his bright blue Armani glasses. His cue ball head bobbles.
Near Alfredo is a bright yellow plastic sign that says: This is not Burger King. You don't get it your way. You take it my way or you don't get a (bleeping) thing.
"Darling," Alfredo beckons a young woman close to the counter, as he climbs on top of a small wooden stool so he can reach her.
"It's so nice to see you," he says, planting loud kisses on her cheeks.
He scans the deli.
"Excuse me. Excuse me," he calls out to a table in the back. "Do you know who that table is reserved for?"
The stunned couple looks up from their paninis.
"That table is for couples who made love this morning."