Guy was amazed at how light Ailsa packed. One car load. Clothes, books and music. All deposited in his spare room in 45 minutes.

"What do you normally do for food around here?" Ailsa asked placing her solitary cup in Guy's pristine kitchen.

"Well on a Sunday Night I normally order Pizza." Guy reached for the Pizza delivery menu and handed it to Ailsa.

"Hmm this is our first test of flatsharing isn't it? You aren't some pineapple and chicken freak are you?"

"God no! There is a special place reserved in hell for those people."

"You are a vet right?"

"Correct." Guy replied quizzically.

"You are not some vegan nut job are you?"

"How did you put vet and vegan together?"

"Animal stuff." Ailsa wasn't sure how to explain it.

"Nope, grew up on a farm in Somerset. I have no objection to meat eating and I myself think there is nothing better in the world than a steak."

"So a Super Meat Feast is a good place to start?"

"Excellent choice! Garlic Bread and cheesecake to finish. I'll order."

Ailsa watched as Guy picked up his mobile and chatted to the pizza place. As he placed his order he set the table in his living room. He got out a bottle of red wine and some napkins. Ailsa lent on the kitchen work tops and took in the spectacle.

"I take it I will do the dishes then?"

Guy placed his mobile in his pocket. "Good God woman I am not a heathen. There is a dishwasher under your bum."

Guy raised his eyebrows and the memories of their night together and the various places they had been together flooded back. He could see from the blush creeping over Ailsa's face that she was recalling the same events. Ailsa made an excuse and disappeared into her bedroom.

Ten minutes later she heard the familiar sound of a Pizza delivery. She hurriedly changed into yoga pants and a sloppy top.

Guy placed the pizza on the table and they both sat opposite one another tucking in to the heavenly delights.

"I don't know a good way of saying this Ailsa." Guy began noticing her tucking into the pizza heartily.

Ailsa looked up with a slice of pizza wedged in her mouth. She nodded for him to continue as she chewed her way through the delicious slice.

"You work in fashion. I am not saying for a minute that you are a large woman. In fact you are..." Guy struggled to find the words.

Ailsa regarded him amusingly. She knew the question. Nearly everyone asked it when they found out her job.

"You are a normal size and in fashion they are all...."

"Skinny. That's the word you are looking for and me. Well I am obese in the fashion world. Size 12 and a heefer. Like I care." She swallowed down the last of the slice of pizza and tucked into another one.

"I didn't mean to upset you."

" I am not. I joke that I developed boobs and a personality. Those girls. They are permanently hungry. They take drugs, smoke and drink gallons of water to keep them thin."

"Oh my life. So they never eat?"

"They eat enough to stop them passing out. Shite isn't it. I tried to diet once. My boss made me a sandwich and told me to stop snapping at everyone. I am a light weight in the not eating department. Anyways," Ailsa grabbed another slice of pizza." I need the fuel for hockey. I wouldn't be able to run the length of myself if I ate nothing."

"Well I best get you some cheesecake pronto as I don't want your first night to be the one when we have out first fight."

"God no! We will have plenty of time for that!" Ailsa laughed.

After the pizza was cleared away Guy and Ailsa slump d in front of the TV and watched Homeland.