Erik's apartment, early evening, Erik and Andy
Andy stirred the pot on the cooker - Charlie had given clear instructions and they had included "the more you stir the rice the creamier it gets" - and with her free hand turned over the page of the notebook she was trying to read.
"Dammit," she said as her fiancee entered the kitchen. "I wonder if every prospective bride reaches the stage where an offer of elopement sounds pretty good."