<div style="text-align: right;">Bastiaan Pranger ~ Seeing a friendly face...<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/Option03.jpg)</div></div><br/>He grinned at her again as she jumped; rare it was to catch her unaware.  It was one of the things that made him realize she was a fantastic photographer in waiting that she was always noticing the slightest of things.<br/><br/>“Yes, I wa...” he stopped speaking as he heard her stomach growl.  Laughing a bit louder he spoke again, “Yes, yes.  I was just wanting to chat with you about a few things.  Perhaps after we eat?  There's more than enough for two.”  He placed a warm hand on her shoulder, “Please, I insist.  Let me finish this meal and you can tell me how dreadful it is.”<br/><br/>Shaking his head with a soft chuckle he put the book on the black granite top island and went back to the pan; adding a dash of paprika and some fresh garlic to round out the meal.  “How are you doing, Aline?  I haven't spoken with you in a while.”  He flipped the slices of lamb over a nice deep brown burn appearing on the seared side.