Sir, you cannot keep this up! There isn't enough money in your vaults for these extravagant endeavors! You'll soon be bankrupt if this continues.
Summer, three years later
The lady Monna Giovanna, whom Federigo had exhausted his wealth to impress, had lost her husband some years ago. However, her only son had now fallen ill, and his only wish was to have Federigo's falcon, the only thing the man had left.
However, when she arrived at his house, Federigo had no idea what to make of it. He quickly tried to think of something to serve for dinner. Something that would impress her. Something that could redeem him.