Ricardo knows exactly what he wants, who he wants it with and when, and it isn't an aggravating woman his age who has no idea about clothes.

Why did he have to be landed with this crazy woman with the disapproving frown, and muttering to herself? Why wasn't it Annalisa's turn to pick up passengers from the airport?

Lexi thinks it's time he got a haircut, did something about the holes in his jeans and generally lose the superior raised eyebrows attitude.

What the heck was she doing at a crowded airport, in Rome with a weirdo in front of her wearing a Paradiso Tours name badge?

Somewhere between Italy and Greece, arguments will fade, and an unexpected passion will take its place. Who said love belonged to the young?