“I’m not doing anything. I just think it’s a little weird that you don’t have a bed in your bedroom. I just thought you might have a pullout bed or something…That’s all, really.” he said with his voice shaking a little.

“Well, hurry up and pick your movie, I get a little paranoid sometimes.” she said and went back to the kitchen. She didn’t mean to scare him with the knife but she couldn’t help that she had forgotten to put it down.

“Ok, this one.” he said. He handed her a DVD of Broken English. She smirked at him and put it in and went back to cooking the pasta sauce. When she was done cooking she got into her closet and pulled out a small pillow off the top shelf and tossed it on the floor so that she could sit across from him at the table. “That smells really good.”

“Thanks, its penne, Italian sausage, bell pepper, and then the pasta sauce. So have you seen that movie before?” she asked still carrying her smirk from before.

“No, it’s pretty decent though. I was going to choose Audition but with you standing in the doorway with a knife pointed at me I decided not to put any ideas in your head.” he said with a half serious look on his face.

“Yeah well, I’m a writer. I don’t need a movie to put ideas into my head…Though sometimes it helps.” She smiled over at him. “How are you enjoying your food?”

He looked at her with a stunned look on his face and said, “Yeah, I know I read your book…The food’s great. Why do you have all these blanket things on your walls and what’s with the egg shells?” he asked changing the subject.

“Why not?” she asked. He just shrugged and kept eating. “It’s to lower the noise from my apartment into the other apartments around me. You know so that I can play music on my computer a little louder than I should or invite people over and not worry if we’re being too loud. Because basically if we’re being loud enough to have neighbors complain then we are being too loud.” she said seriously. He looked around in wonder. “So, am I what you expected from reading my book?”