Lucy suppresses another wide smile that is still visible despite her efforts as he imagines Owen calling through the intercom asking Victor how to make coffee. She can even imagine Victor's shocked face being asked an unexpected question.
Owen took his seat, popped up his face on one hand, and looked with the same level of amusement on the woman's face. He wanted to see that face every morning, he thought. It's a refreshing feeling for him to have someone in the house other than himself to share the early hours of the day. He has been living in this house for several years but even in her younger days, it has been too long since he had someone like this. He liked it.
Lucy cleared her throat, realizing she had been daydreaming for too long. She was so caught up in the moment she forgot to bring up the thing that had been on her mind since earlier.
