And then there were 4...

At first, everything seemed to be going well- great actually. Our shop was finally open and it was all I had hoped for and more. We had an awning and a brick oven, tables and booths and best of all, we had happy customers. Caesar and I were able to keep our promise of delicious pizza, and so people kept coming back. I figured my dream had come true, and it felt great. I was doing what I loved most; making pizza.
It seemed as though nothing could go wrong.

And just when everything seemed perfect, trouble appeared. Caesar felt that, since we were doing so well, it was time for a vacation- to Italy.
“C’mon Marcus” he would plead. “Italy is like the birthplace of pizza, we could learn so much!” I would shake my head and voice my concerns for our pizzeria.
“You know Julius, we do own a business. We can’t just get up and leave it. It’s too important.” Whenever I said this he would laugh and put on his slightly arrogant “who cares?” face. Well I did care. I wasn’t about to sacrifice pizza for a vacation. One day, I just couldn’t handle his pleads and laughs anymore. “You go” I said. And of course he did.

The next couple of Caesar-less weeks were completely overwhelming. I found I couldn’t handle all the business transactions, my interests lay only in being the chef. Consequently, I decided to hire a business manager. Caius Cassius was everything I was looking for. He was smart and knew exactly how to run Pizza B.C. He left only the pizza part to me, and all was seemingly well.

The Caesar came back, and he wasn’t alone. There, following a very tan Caesar was a boy who looked slightly younger than both of us, and was looking up at Julius adoringly. He introduced himself as Mark Antony, yet all the while he was talking to me about how he and Caesar had met in Italy, he never took his eyes of his new found idol.
“He’s going to work here! Isn’t that great?” Caesar asked me. I smiled and gave Antony a uniform. What else could I say? This boy was obviously ecstatic at the prospect of working at our pizzeria. However, I couldn’t quite shake my feeling of uneasiness as I watched Caesar basking in Mark Antony’s attention.