"Harry, do you actually cook for yourself? You have sort of a reputation for being a tuna and crisps man at work." Ruth is clearly enjoying this. She's actually having a decent meal on a weeknight which is rare in their profession.
"Well, more often than not that reputation is probably accurate. If I ever get an early night I try to cook because I actually like to cook I just don't get much of a chance to. It's tough to eat well when I get home at all hours of the day and night. I do make a very good omelette. I also make a pretty nice pasta." Harry says with a suave smile.
"So, you do cook on occasion. That's nice to know. You can cook next time, if you want. I'd like to see what your house looks like. I think I have an idea of what your decorating style is based on what your office looks like. Does your house have a similar feel?" Ruth asks as she finishes her pasta.
"It does, but it's less red than my office. When I suggested that they paint part of my office red I didn't think they'd paint my entire office red. My house is much more subdued. What do you think my house looks like then?" Harry asks pointedly looking at Ruth.
"I think it's probably a soft beige or cream with pops of colour like accent walls in each room. I think the fabrics are leather and sumptuous patterns. I think you have one special chair you like to sit in. I think your study is immaculate. Your fridge is empty, but your liquor cabinet is full. You have few personal items or items that tell who you are. You have a couple of pieces of lovely artwork to decorate your house. You have pictures of your kids in your bedroom. You kitchen is pale yellow with white cabinets. You have hardwood floor on the lower floor. You have a spot for Scarlet in front of the fire and you have a beautiful, big bookshelf in your sitting room." Ruth says with her eyes closed.
"Bloody hell Ruth! Have you been in my house before? You've described it almost exactly." Harry sputters on his wine.
"I am an analyst, Harry, and I do know more about you than almost anyone else in the world. I get how strange it must be, in this job, to have someone know you that well. I certainly don't know everything about you, Harry, but I know who you are at your core."