‘I would like coffee, yes.’ I answered, then as she handed me a steaming glass coffee mug in a stainless steel holder, ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t ...atch you name…er?’ She arched one eyebrow as if to silently indicate that she had not offered it, and then relented, ‘It is Sofia…. I am… how do you say it? Ms. Brookes ‘domestic help’, yes?’ ‘Have you been with Caroline for very long?’ I probed gently. ‘Oh yes, for nearly two years… I was her helper at her other house before she moved here… this is much. ..shes all pissed of with me and wants some retail therapy for her and a friend.....if you ask me i think they planning to go out and get laid......" oh sorry" i said"no not at all, were at each others throats at the moment, a break even a few days will do us both good,listen have you got any plans this weekend, I mean after work on saturday?" well" i replied feebly not really knowing what to say..."i have paid for the boxing on pay per view...i gotta huge flat screen at the house,come over and. Turning my head to the right, I could see the whole way up the road as the full moon lit up the entire countryside in a beautiful night time glow, then in an instant two headlights came around the corner completely illuminating the road, I had to look away as the car came towards me, I started to rub my eyes as I felt as though I'd been blinded by the headlights. The car was beside me, the engine purred into the night, I felt like I had left my body as I climbed into the dark interior of the. “Who brings a pair of chopsticks on vacation with them?”While we tore into the rest of the sushi and chirashi platters, I told her more about how I seem to have gotten famous in the sushi chef circles for being a bottomless pit. She thought I was joking until I told her all of this was free and how the itamae at the Chinese buffet was honored to make it for me. That was why I ended up with real, fresh ground wasabi instead of the green dyed horseradish paste. It was after six when we finally.