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“I own the building You lot just lease the shop,” Betty said as she thu on the counter

“You and I are going to have a little talk later about what exactly owning the businessof coffee

If Betty was bothered by the implied threat, it didn’t show She sniffed the coffee and scrunched up her nose

“This isn’t tea” She handed back the“What do you think I am, a Yank? Make me a cup of tea”

Lake flicked on the kettle He’d been a warrior long enough to know that picking your battles was the key to victory

“I brought breakfast,” Betty said

She opened the plastic bag and the room was filled with the smell of hot, spicy meat pies She thrust a Scotch pie at him

“That’s a heart attack waiting to happen,” he told her

“That’s the kind of rubbish I get from your sister” She mimicked Rainne’s voice “My body is a temple” Betty rolled her eyes

Lake took the pie

“I didn’t say I wasn’t going to eat it,” he said “But you can’t live on this crap”

Betty s

coffed

“I’ as I can remember You bloody well can live on these”

She took a huge bite to htly as he made Betty a cup of tea They took their breakfast into the living room