"How was the movie?" Sacha called out when she heard the front door open. "Is Shelly with you?"

"Good and yes" Hannah called back, and Sacha heard a second set of footsteps coming into the house behind Hannah's. She heard giggling, too.

"Either of you two wanna cup of tea?" Sacha called as she carried the kettle to the kitchen tap.

"Every time I come here, Sacha" Shelly called out, still unseen in the hallway, "you're always in the kitchen."

"You're such a housewife" Hannah added, laughing.

"I've been in at the office all day" Sacha called back indignantly. "I'm filling the kettle up. So do either of you want a cup of tea?"

"Yes please."

"No thanks."

Sacha released a quick blast of water into the kettle. She heard someone walking towards the kitchen, and when she turned around Shelly was leaning in the doorway. She had make-up on, and a long black clinging dress. Must've been a real, proper date, then, Sacha supposed. "You look nice" she muttered.

"Thanks, Sash." Sacha winced a little at Shelly using her nickname - a nickname which, until Hannah had started using it, had never been spoken by anyone other than her sister. "You have a good night?" Shelly asked.

"Quiet" Sacha replied. "Did a bit of reading. Listened to the wind."

"Oh." Shelly frowned in amusement. "Sounds exciting."

"Where's my coat?" Hannah shouted from the hallway.

"I did some cleaning up" Sacha called back, raising her voice a little as the kettle came to the boil. "I put it on the chair in your room."

"I kinda wish you wouldn't move my stuff."

"It was in the way." The kettle reached a crescendo, then clicked itself off. Sacha turned to Shelly, holding the kettle in one hand and a mug with a teabag in the other. "Milk?"