Before too long, Kristoff could smell the buttery garlic in the air. "That smells good." said the man quietly. He was talking more to himself than to anyone else.
"What?" asked Elsa from the kitchen.
"I said, that it smells good." he said loud enough for her to hear him clearly this time.
"Really? I think it kind of stinks." said Elsa.
"You didn't have to do that, ya know." said Kristoff as he sighed.
"Do what?" asked Elsa.
Kristoff heard the buzzer for the dryer go off and he got up to go and get the clothes and fold them. "Make the garlic bread." he said as he strolled over to the dryer.
"But you said you wanted some, so I made it." said the woman.
"I didn't ask yo-" he sighed again. "Never mind. I got to ask, what is your deal? I mean you must really want to talk if your down here making me food and stuff. Is there something you need?" he came off way more rudely than he meant to.
Elsa had her eyebrow cocked as she walked into the dining area and sat down their plates. "What is that supposed to mean? I just wanted to get to know my new neighbor. Is that a problem or something? Cause I will leave if you want me too, just say the word." Elsa tried to come back as rude as he sounded to her.
"That's not what I meant ok?" he said frustratingly. "Let me rephrase, I am just not used to having people really even talk to me that much, let alone such a beau..." he choked a little. "I'm sorry like I said, I got issues alright. Anyways what did you want to talk about?"
Kristoff walked over to the table and sat down, and dug into his food. Elsa looked at him like he wasan animal for a second before slowly eating her own.
"Tell me more about what you do for a living." said the woman as she put a fork full of spaghetti into her mouth.
"Seriously?" asked Kristoff.
"Yes please." replied Elsa.
"But your eating."
"I am a big girl just tell me. Like what did you do today?" asked the woman.
Kristoff laughed. "Alright if you say so. Well lets see, today...oh, yeah, we were at a bio job. It was an undiscovered death. Easy money too, guy died in a bathtub. He was in there a like a week but there was air conditioning so it slowed the decomp." he noticed Elsa was just pokeing her food aimlessly.
"And how exactly do you clean that up?" she dared ask.
Kristoff shook his head a little while he took a bite out of his garlic bread. "coroner comes and takes the body, or at least whats left of it. Then we get called in to clean up the rest of it. Basically we wrap all the directly affected items in plastic and they get disposed of with other medical waste, ya know like the incinerator. Non porous items can just be wiped off, and porous items can be o-zoned and cleaned. The air ducts are a bitch to clean though." Kristoff looked at her plate. "Hey, are you going to eat that?"
Elsa pushed the plate towards him and shook her head, "I'm full, here you go. So there is a bit of science behind it all then?"
"Yeah, something like that." he said as he ate her food. "This is really good, thank you."
Elsa nodded rather excitedly, "Yeah absolutely, no problem."
"So what is it that you do?" asked the man.
"Well, I am actually a book-keeper slash accountant. I get to work from home most of the time, occasionally I have to go in but most of time I do not." said the blond woman.
Don't accountants like make a lot of money? I mean what are you doing living here in an apartment complex?" asked Kristoff.
"My pay Is certainly more than fair, yes, but I have no need for anything bigger, it's just me after all. I am sorry, but I have to ask, do you have a girlfriend?" asked Elsa.
Kristoff had not been expecting her to ask that question. He dropped his fork, which made a loud noise when it fellonto his plate.
He cleared his throat, "No, but Anna appears to be trying to take on the role I suppose." he laughed
Elsa cocked her head, "Anna? What?"
"When I got home I found her here in my apartments, she was cleaning and doing laundry and stuff, she said that she came to get her plate, but then got distracted by all my unpacked stuff. She has OCD, at least that's what she told me." said Kristoff.
Elsa laughed, "Yeah I have seen her jogging around before, and she will stop to pick up trash from the side walks and easements. The other day I caught a glimpse inside her apartment and, yes its extremely clean!"
"So you live alone? Like no spouse or kids or anything?" asked Kristoff, perhaps a little too excitedly.
Elsa shook her head. "Well I do have a dog but he is really quiet, don't tell the property management people please."
Kristoff chuckled a little, "I won't. Whats his name?"
"Sven." said the woman.
Kristoff cocked his head. "What kind of name is that?"
Elsa scoffed, "A very nice one, actually."
The two talked for over an hour at the table, before Kristoff told her that he had to get up early the next day. He thanked her for the cake and she took her plate and then her leave after saying good night. Kristoff shut the door quietly behind her.
'Well she is certainly very nice, and as long as I don't look at her, she is also un-intimidating.' he thought.
Elsa got back to her apartment and immediately called her mom.
The phone rang a few times before she heard the other woman pick up. "Hey mom!"
"Hi baby, everything alright?" asked her mother, she was a little concerned as the two had spoken just a little while earlier.
"Yeah, I just wanted to tell you that I just had dinner with Kristoff." said Elsa.
"Oh? And how did it go?" asked her mother.
"Well it went well if I do say so my self. At first he comes off as a little rude but after getting to talk to him, I thinkit's because he is rather shy, I noticed that he won't look at me directly." said Elsa.
"Aww, hopefully that will go away." said the mother.
"Yeah, and he is single!" said Elsa excitedly.
"And did you find out more about what it is that he does?" asked her mother.
Elsa got quiet for a few seconds. "Yeah, I mean basically, him and his friend own their own business, cleaning up otherpeople's misfortunes. I mean he makes pretty good money doing things most other people would not do." Elsa laughed lightheartedly "I guess somebody s got to do it. Besides it doesn't bother him in the slightest. Although he did say that when children are involved, its kind of hard."
"So he cleans up after dead people? Is that what your telling me?" asked her mother critically.
"Well yeah, but I know that underneath the tough guy façade, he is really a sweet and caring man, mama." said Elsa, in an endearing tone.
Anna was on the phone with the only person she felt like she could really talk to; her father.
"You did what? Oh, Anna.." said her father over the phone.
"I know dad, it was stupid but I couldn't help my self." said Anna.
"So, I take it you like this boy then?" asked her father.
Anna spoke in an excited tone. "Yeah, I mean I don't really know him, but he is certainly attractive, he seems a little shy. In a way he kind of reminds me of you, dad."
"Well first off, I am not shy, and second, yes I am very Purdy." said her father in a conceded tone. "anyway, why don't you try to apologize and explain, and just talk to the man a little, just try to act normal, and I mean that in the best possible way dear."