Don't Tell Mama

So after 3 days in Italy I heard Italian spoken for the first time.
We cycled to our destination in Trento so speedily that we arrived in time for lunch.
This young lady said hi to the boy, I’m sorry I’m busy I’ve a lecture to go to, but then sat down and proceeded to talk,  talk fast, talk Italian, talk like a typewriter.
For 30mins (when I moved on), she didn’t breath once, not once, I don’t know how she did it.
Not once did she breath, not even for effect – she’s Italian, for effect you have arms and hands, which she used for effect, not too often as she is clearly highly trained to conserve oxygen use.
   
He was mesmerized, better not tell his Mama.