"You're late love," came the reply from the small kitchen. "I thought you forgot about our lunch plans, I would have been quite irritated if you'd have forgotten," added Tamara, with a hint of playfulness on her voice. Something was smelling quite good on their small apartment, and it was coming from the kitchen. Looks like she started cooking some lunch while she was waiting.<br/><br/>Looking around, Sar can see that she put her big file, the one she sues for her pictures, on a corner of the room, and that her clothes have been placed on the side of the couch. All of her clothes, including her underwear.