<div style="text-align: right;">Bastiaan Pranger ~ Stepping out from his bedroom to the kitchen...<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/Option03.jpg)</div></div><br/>Deciding not to intrude on the activities he heard near Ingrid's studio he went back to his own.  Taking toll of the things he knew he would need soon, extra film for the rare shots he did without digital cameras would be one of the things at the top of his mental list.  He felt a bit peckish when he finished, deciding to make a small meal of peppers and lamb in a light olive oil.<br/><br/>As he left the peppers to simmer on the pan with the lamb to braise, he felt a desire to change into something a bit relaxing.  Bastiaan didn't always want to wear suits, not when he wanted for comfort and had little on his list of things to do for the day.  If he wasn't going to have an assignment, he'd at least relax for a bit, enjoy a meal and maybe a read through<em>Dante's Divine Comedy</em>.<em>It's been a few years since I've last read that one...</em>he mused to himself as he pulled the old copy from the shelf in his room.<br/><br/>With a tap of a button on the small remote control device to the stereo, he moved the music from Rachmaninov to Coltrane's saxophone playing lightly in the background.  He stepped out into the kitchen and smiled at the sight.  “Hello Aline, it's good to see you.”  The tone he reserved for her and her alone came out to greet the woman, a soft friendly sound to the ear.  “What brings you to my humble abode?”