Coffee bar

Where did you meet?

To begin with, in a coffee bar.

That was possible?

There was a back room… The manager was a good sort. A regular Friar Tuck. He took a liking to us. Treated us to banana splits and extra cappuccinos. – She always liked that, the frothy milk on the cappuccino.

You were lucky.

For a time. Then, we met in secret. Had to, things were bad.

Where?

In the warehouse… belonged to her family. They sold computers, things like that. - Stereos, Tvs.

They were rich then?

Stinking.