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    Windows of Oppurtunity chp 5

    Lena gave another smile and took the hone from her.

    “Ah your the infamous Shane” she said with a small laugh

    Shane looked at her in slight surprise and wondering.

    “S’cuse me” she said questioningly

    Lena merely grinned as she lay the cell phone on the table.

    “My answer machine has been littered by several calls from friends all exclaiming someone was using my cell. Seems they are more protective of it than I am”

    “Oh ah yeah…I had to answer a few of your calls…in case you called for it…and..”

    Shane surprised herself at being so… lame…in her answer. She was always so confident, but she felt confined and on edge, a similar feeling to that she’d felt the same morning at The Planet when she’d first seen Lena.

    “It’s no problem,” said Lena brightly “thanks for keeping it safe, you never realise how much you rely on these things until you don’t have them at hand anymore”

    The house phone started ringing again and Lena once more rolled her eyes before looking down on it with a sigh.

    “Actually you know whatbeing without a phone for a while wouldn’t be so bad”

    Lena decided ignoring the phone would be a better idea than answering it, and returned her attention back to Shane who was starting to look slightly uncomfortable as they stood in her hallway, in awkward silence lest the answer machine which kicked in and stopped the ringing.

    “Oh god I’m sorry” exclaimed Lena, suddenly realising that the cell had been safely returned and she’d offered nothing in the way of thanks to Shane “What do I owe you for your trouble?”

    Shane looked confused at the question for a moment before raising a hand and shaking her head after realisation kicked in.

    “Oh no nothing, that’s fine”

    “At least let me pay for the cab fare, it isn’t fair that you come all this way just to deliver my cell”

    “No, no believe, it wasn’t out of my way” refused Shane politely with a soft smile at the consideration.

    “Well at least let me offer you a drink” said Lena

    “Sureyeah ok” replied Shane

    Lena smiled and brushed past her a moment, catching the door with her hand and pushing it closed before heading back along the hall towards the kitchen.

    “I’m not sure what I have lying about” she said making conversation “Coffee machine has just kicked in, so there’s expresso going, or I have”

    She opened the fridge and gazed inside, looking at the sparse contents.

    “Fruit juicewater” she gave a sigh and decided that a grocery shop would have to be put on her mental to do list

    “Expresso would be great,” said Shane, glancing about the wide kitchen, a high bench island split the room into two, creating a dynamic of kitchen and dining area.

    “Expresso it is” said Lena, closing the door with a scowl at the fridge and lack of contents and busied herself sorting the machine and finding cups.

    “Oh god.where are my manners” she said in a moment of realisation, and once more smiled at the fact her friends always said she lived in her own little world “I haven’t introduced myself, Lena Johnson”

    She set the tiny cup of the ultimate caffeine rush in front of Shane with a smile before picking up her own.

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