Stella saw Anton peek around the corner and grinned. “Sorry I’m late, Anton, I got carried away cleaning without tripping over or having to move a fourteen pound cat.” She looked at him chagrined though and added “I missed the fat lunk terribly last night, it took all my self-control not to wake you up and take him back.” Then turning around, “they just were here... where are they?”<br/><br/>“Oh, and do tell me what salad to make. I’m really excited about our dinner.”