Barbara looked at him from over the top of her book - a trashy romance novel. She chose it simply because it didn't matter if she lost it, or left it behind. If it were one of her classics, she's be far more precious about it and probably wouldn't enjoy reading so much.

"Near 9am. We're meeting Hal and Rose in nearly two hours," she said in a tone that wasn't unfriendly, or unkind, but it certainly didn't give way to humour. "You need to shower and make yourself presentable, and you'll need to eat something."