Cesare had texted Lydia once. He had done so because, quite frankly, he had had a pretty good time with her that night, even though it had been weird as hell. It was different and, at his ripe old age, that's quite a rare thing to come across. He didn't text her again, though, when he received a barrage of texts in response. Contrary to popular belief, Cesare does try to avoid the crazy ones. Or at least the clingy ones.

Besides, now Cesare is running for president under the image of integrity and virtue. Having some whore following him around isn't exactly great for publicity.

"What are you doing here?" he asks, turning to her in surprise, trying to sound polite but not exactly managing it. He's still aware that he needs her vote in the upcoming election. She is a witch, after all.

He looks down to her dress. "....Do you know it's see-through?"