The following morning, Ingo walks into the kitchen and frowns upon seeing Nini cooking. “Where is Imelda? Why isn’t she cooking?” He takes the spatula from her.
“Imelda was cooking until I sent her to the deli on the corner. She went to get me an egg, pastrami, and cheese sandwich. Also some hot bagels.” She’s looking at him as he leads her to a chair and sits her in it.
Ingo turns the stove off and walks over to the refrigerator. He pours her a glass of almond milk. “ We need to hurry up and get Imelda some help. Have you had a chance to narrow the selection down?"
“Yes. Cisley and I will be interviewing a few more women before I decide. What’s on your mind?” She takes a few sips of milk while looking at him.
“Tonight, while we’re at dinner, I mean, while we’re watching the jerk. I’l
