Holly- Italian

  She raised her empty palms. A gesture of peace.

  'Scusatemi tutti,' she said, the language flowing easily from her tongue.

  The Italians, ever graceful, muttered that it was nothing.

  Holly reached slowly into her pocket and withdrew a small sphere. She placed it in the middle of the floor.

  'Guardate,' she said. Look.

-Artemis Fowl, Chapter 3