"I'll have what he's having," said Svetlana, always a good little wife. "And thank you very much, Roxanna. I think yours is too."
Thomas smiled at Azrael and ushered the group towards the table. They might as well take a seat and start on the bread. Svetlana took a seat only after Azrael had taken one himself. "It's so kind of you to invite us into your home."
"Of course," Thomas said, shaking his head. "It's no problem, we're glad to have you both here." He carried some bread to the table along with some butter. "Help yourselves. I'll go get the chicken."