Stella smiled feeling inordinately pleased for some reason. “Please” she motioned “have a seat” and the two sat down, opposite each other. “I hope you like simple” she said to her guest,”it’s basically mixed lettuce with chicken and a home made balsamic dressing. But at least there’s dessert! And oh, wine, tea or coffe? Or water?”<br/><br/>The warm baguette with Kerry Gold butter on the side had been a splurge and she was glad to have someone to share it with who didn’t cough up hairballs at three in the morning. She told him that over their light supper and small talk.