She comes over to your place

Adela answers your call. "Hey Oscar."

"Hey. So what's going on?"

"Not much. How was work?"

"Pretty easy."

"Good to hear. Say, would you mind me coming over tonight for dinner?"

"Uhh, no problem."

"Cool. When do you want me over?"

"Could you give me half an hour?"

"Sure. No problems. See you soon."

"See you."

After putting the phone down, you look through your pantry. You decide to cook up some spaghetti. Whilst you doubt your cooking will be anywhere near as good as the food last night, you're confident that at the worst it'll keep the two of you from starving. After half an hour of cooking, you hear the doorbell ring. As you predicted, you found Adela waiting for you in a casual pair of jeans and a black turtleneck.

"Hey Oscar."

"Hey."

She kisses your lips, before saying "Smells good. Whatcha cooking?"

"Spaghetti. About all I had."

"It'll be fine. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, it's about ready so."

"Oh. Nice."

You lead Adela to the kitchen where she sits down at your table. You serve up the meal and watch as the fork heads towards her mouth. When she takes her first bite, she begins to nod, making you smile.

"Mhmm... That's pretty good."

"Thanks."

Once you've eaten and done the dishes, you look to Adela and ask "So what do you want to do?"

"Actually, could we talk?"

"Of course, what's on your mind?"