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Short one...

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She got up early the next morning, as usual. Danny was already awake, too.

"Good morning!" She tried deliberately to sound quite cheerful. "Morning", he muttered. "Oh don´t be that grumpy!" she said. He watched her preparing breakfast. "Not humming this morning ?" he asked. She only smiled. "Just still a little bit tired."

"You know, I might have an idea to solve your money problem." She served him a cup of coffee, glancing at him in surprise. He rarely mentioned that. He felt obviously uncomfortable to mention it right now, too. "Let´s hear", she encouraged him.

He put the cup he had just lifted down again. "Well, a friend of mine is looking for somebody to run his household." She served him the eggs. "I already run your household, man." Danny frowned. "Yeah. But this would be only temporarily." She put the pan away. "Temporarily ?" "Some months." She took a seat at the opposite side of the table. "And what will you do meanwhile ?" "Oh, I´ll manage." She threw him a wry look. "What kind of offer is this ?" she asked, distrustful. "I mean – what about the store? And besides – I don´t see how that´s going to solve my financial problems." "Well, he´d pay you generously, I think." She stared at him. "Danny – what is this about ? I won´t leave you here on your own." "I mean, why not ? You should really think about this!" "No !" she insisted.

Dan shrugged. "Why are you so pigheaded? You´ve been doing this for me for years!" "That´s different!" she contradicted. "Why ? As I am the poor disabled devil who rips up stranded girls ?" She raised one eyebrow. "Stop talking such a nonsense", she ordered, shaking her head. "I don´t see the difference", he stated. "The difference, blockhead, is, that I know you and that I like doing this for you! It´s one thing do this for a friend! It´s a completely different thing to do this for a stranger!" "I don´t even pay you for this!" "Yeah, and you don´t do that ´cause you´re giving me room and board for it!"

Dan sighed, putting his elbows on the kitchen table´s surface. "Look, babe, I think this is not the worst chance to get yourself some money. And you could finally tell Anderson to stop harassing you to take that babysitter job." "Heaven forbid!" she stated, grimacing at the thought of only trying to supervise that bunch of ill-bred little demons. "Though I don´t know if washing a stranger´s dirty socks is much better!" Dan grinned. "Well, they will probably still smell better than Anderson´s satanic breed – and they won´t call you names while staring at your tits." "Danny!" He only shrugged, grinning. "Just think about it. I mean it´s not forever!" It was her turn to sigh.

"So what kind of freak is that guy ?" she asked. "Why do you think he´s some kind of freak ?" he asked innocently. She smiled. "Come on, Danny, stop kidding me! Nobody pays much money to somebody for running the household. What´s wrong with him ? A virago around ? A bunch of horrible kids ? The guy´s unmarried and the mother´s always around ?"

"Well, I guess nothing of all that." She only grinned. It looked somehow out of place on her. "So what about him ? Is he some lunatic maniac ?" He only grinned. She wasn´t exactly right. But close.

She looked at the clock. "Wow!" Almost spilling the rest of her coffee, she got up. "Got to go, man, got to go." She smiled to him. "See ya for lunch!"