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“Ma’am, we–”
“Please, Ingrid,” Elin interrupted.
“IfIcall you Elin, will you stay for dinner?” Sarah Anne asked.
“Only if Ingrid agrees, too,” Elin replied, smirking at Ingrid.
“I’ll open the wine,” Ingrid stated.
“Great,” Sarah Anne said happily. “I just need five more minutes, and we’ll be ready. Have a seat anywhere.”
Elin sat down on the sofa, which Ingrid wished was in better condition.
“What are you doing?” Ingrid whispered to her sister in the kitchen as she opened the wine.
“What are you talking about?”
“You just invited her for dinner, and now she feels obligated to stay,” Ingrid scolded.
“She doesn’t seem obligated to me. What did she come here for?” Sarah asked.
“I don’t know because you were too busy asking her to stay for dinner and offering her wine.”
“You offered herteafirst.”
“Which you drank, apparently,” Ingrid muttered, popping the cork. “Is this even good wine?”
“It’s the second most-expensive at the restaurant. It’s my favorite, so I bought it for myself, and I’m being kind enough right now to share it with you and the freaking Queen on our sofa right now.”
“Oh, God… There are rings on our table from when you don’t use coasters,” Ingrid remembered.
“The magazines are covering them up, though,” Elin said from her spot in the living room. “I actually have really good hearing. I probably should have warned you.”
“Oh, my God!” Sarah Anne laughed.
“And I don’t need fancy wine,” Elin added. “Water is fine for me.”
Ingrid glared at her sister and turned to head into the living room to hand Elin a glass of wine. She sat down next to her with reddened cheeks.
“You can probably tell we had no idea you’d be coming over and that we’ve never had anyone important in this apartment before, huh?” Ingrid asked.
“Ingrid, it’s my fault,” Elin told her, shrugging a shoulder. “I really should have called. I just don’t think I’ve ever called you before, and I thought showing up would be better. I knew you lived with your sister, but I thought she was a chef and she’d likely be working.”
“I have tonight off!” Sarah Anne yelled from the kitchen.
“Like I said, I can come back another time,” Elin said to Ingrid.
“Dinner’s ready,” Sarah announced. “I hope you’re not a vegetarian.”
“No, I’m not. I don’t think that’s allowed in Norway,” Elin joked. “Every other meal is herring, isn’t it?”
Ingrid loosened up and laughed a little at Elin’s joke. They moved to the kitchen table, with Elin carrying her wineglass with her. Ingrid watched as Elin set her glass down on the table and then pulled out a chair Ingrid assumed would be for herself, but then she motioned for Ingrid to sit there instead.
“This is your chair, isn’t it?” Elin asked.
“How did you know I usually sit here?” Ingrid asked.
“Thatchair has coffee with cream in it in front of it, so I assumed it was Sarah Anne’s,” Elin replied. “And this one has the newspaper sitting in front of it. I assumed it was yours.”
