( A brief second passes before a newly washed up, and much more put together Nadia answers the door. )

Elena, right? Good morning.

( "Who's that," the man behind her asks, pulling a sweatshirt over his head. )

It's a woman I met outside last night. I told you about her. She fixed the coffee machine.

( "Oh, right," he says, coming forward as she opens the door wider. "Phil." he introduces himself. "Do you want anything else?"

"No, just the hash browns. I'm not too hungry this morning, thanks," she replies. He kisses her cheek and moves by the two young women, bounding down the stairs.

"Sorry, come in," she says, opening the door wider." )