“Do you want coffee?” he grunts. “Yes, please,” Ted says. “Have you got any Coca-Cola?” Louisa says hopefully. “Do I look like some sort of goddamn Mescaline-starred restaurant?” Joar complains. Ted really is a good friend to him for not pointing out that it should be “Michelin.” “Are you always this nice to guests?” Louisa asks, rolling her eyes. Ted can’t help smiling at that.
