“Do you want coffee?? Or rather tea?'

'Yes tasty. Just make coffee.'

“Do you want something in it?'

“Everything, I want it as expensive as possible. Milk, sugar, coffee, water and a biscuit.'

'Just come.“A dutious smile appears for a moment and then she disappears into the kitchen. It gives me the opportunity to look around me. It's a small room, but cozy. A tad full maybe, but that is of course a matter of taste, and no doubt that has to do with the special hobby collection, which is displayed on the shelves around me, all those eggs with special accessories.

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