So then what were you…?

Sven! You know damn well what I was asking you!

Yes, fine. I’ll make tea. But what did you see dearling?

A pair of Sven’s clothes, in a lump on the top of your hamper.

And so you have decoded from those clothes that Sven and I are sleeping together?

Well… yes.

But right now there is a lump of your clothes in my bathroom. So are we sleeping together?

No! But also, it was raining. And there’s a thing of his strange Swedish shampoo on your tub.

And there’s no way I could just like it?

Along with your own shampoo?

It is possible.

Why are you not denying this, or confirming it? Why are we naked in your kitchen? Argh!

Put your robe on dear, and toss me mine.

Will you still talk to me about this?

Yes, but we aren’t going to get warm and we’ll get sick and die and they’ll find us both dead from pneumonia, nude on the floor. Not my personal wish of how to go.

Fine, here.

Much better.

So you and Sven?

He wants to keep it secret.

What? Why?

Because it bothers him.

He’s bothered by you?

He always saw me as a sister type, not someone you date, and he’s still dealing with that as silly as it might sound. So he wanted to keep it quiet.

But you wanted your friends to know.

Of course! He makes me happy, I make him happy, why not?

And so you tricked me into finding out.

No!

You knew what was in your bathroom but you didn’t get the robes yourself. You had me do it.

Melina. I had you change in the bathroom because you’re shy. I thought you were shy. So I wanted to let you not expose yourself, since I know you don’t like that. Or I thought that until you decided to confront me stich-free.

I was just mad!

And so the clothes came off. You certainly do surprise.

It wasn’t like that!

No, it was. You could’ve ignored me telling you the robe was open but your instinct was to drop it. You got angry, you got naked. I’ll have to remember that.

That wasn’t… argh! Natasha!

I’m just saying.

So fine, whatever. Uhm. So now you want me to gossip to the group? But then Sven’ll get mad at me.

No, that wouldn’t be fair.

You want me to keep this a secret?

Of course, dearling.

So you have someone you can talk to.

Yes!

Why not Mark?

Mark, too, has a new man in his life. Let him have that, and go on about it. Besides if Sven finds out you know, he will understand.

But he’ll get madder if it’s Mark who knows first?

Yes, he’s embarrassed about how much he denied this would happen, to Mark specifically.

You two are both crazy.

As are you, dearling.

Hmph. How did you even meet?

He asked me out as an April Fool’s joke and I made him go through with it.

And somehow that…?

Yes, it was a lovely date, and we had a lot of fun and so… we did it again.

Huh.

Tea?

Yes, please.

I really do like him, you know. Sven.

Good, honey. Good.

It’s nice, except for the secret part. I’m not so big on that.

I’m sure he’ll get over it soon.

Also he has a really nice…

Stop! We are not discussing what I think you’re about to discuss!

…chuckle, when he looks at me, like he can’t believe this is happening. He probably can’t. It’s sweet, really.

Awwww.

You thought I was going to tell you about his…

Well, you have to admit, would you put it past you?

No, and it is really…

Natasha!