"Do we want white or red wine with dinner?"
"You know you're one to talk about working too hard. Let's not pick a wine until we've decided what to have for dinner." Harry calls from the sitting room.
Ruth rummages in a drawer in her kitchen for the menu for the Italian restaurant. "Normally I don't have to find the menu for this restaurant. I always know what to eat. You decide what you want though." Ruth passes Harry the menu and watches him intently as he reads.
"I think I'll get the cheese cannelloni." Harry runs his hand over his face tiredly.
"Alright, why don't you order? I want a lasagne with meat sauce. Also order a large Caesar salad and a loaf of garlic bread. I'm going to go up and put on something more comfortable. Make yourself at home." Ruth passes Harry the cordless phone.
Ruth bounces up the stairs to her bedroom. She wants to be comfortable, but not too casual with Harry in the house. She also doesn't want to leave him alone for too long.
