After terminating the last bad manager, Sienna and Mija went to a small restaurant for a late lunch. It was not one of those fancy establishments but a homely one, with a history going back to 160 years. An old couple and their granddaughter managed the place. At the moment, only Sienna and Mija were the customers inside.
The two women were sitting at the counter, digging into grilled fish and rice, with cucumber salad. Mija was in her usual state of melodrama-complaining after every forkful of food.
"He went on a third date," She hissed, her voice rising and falling with theatrical despair. "A third date, Sienna! With that woman his family arranged. Do you know what a third date means?"
Sienna ate more fish, shaking her head. "No."
"Sex! They are having sex." Mija screamed.
The elderly couple at the grill looked up, disapproval in their eyes which were fixed on Mija. From her, they looked at their 17 year old granddaughter who didn't know where to look.
