"Will you come grocery shopping with me tomorrow? I'll need help with the food for the barbeque. I'll buy you dinner for your trouble." Harry promises Ruth.
"Alright, I'll come with you, but at least you don't have to get very many sides. We have to remember to ask everyone else what they're bringing tomorrow." Ruth begins to plan the weekend.
"I think I'll buy some crisps and probably some ice cream. Those are two things people don't tend to bring to barbeques." Harry thinks carefully.
"I'll get a list going in the morning. Does your dog always snore like that?" Ruth asks as she smirks at Scarlet who's asleep at Ruth's feet.
"Only if she's crushed her nose into her paws or the duvet." Harry nudges Scarlet gently with his foot. "Now, get some sleep. Tomorrow's going to be busy." Scarlet stops snoring when Harry bumps her.
Normally Ruth doesn't sleep well in strange homes or hotels, but because she's in Harry's house she's much more relaxed. Ruth quickly falls asleep after the busyness of the day. Even with the street lights of London pouring in through the slats of the blinds both Harry and Ruth are soon asleep.