Morrana and Isla are sitting at one of the tables in the lobby bar, they have cups of coffee and a stack of papers between them. And just looking at all the paperwork, Morrana has the tendency to fall in a bad mood. And to top it all off, she has barely seen Marco in the last few days. He took his new position seriously and even made a small rule for them not to talk about work at home.
“Care to tell me what this is all about?” Morrana asks and nods at the papers.
“Flyers for the notice boards. Marco gave me the English version, I made the rest.” Isla responds. “He’s got some great ideas. And he managed to persuade Aunt Maritt to do a piano night once a week.”
“He did what?” Morrana sputters and almost chokes on her coffee. “I begged her for the last four years and she always turned me
