.
Walks don't usually last five hours.
If you weren't my friend, I'd fire you.
For the soup tomorrow, carrot and tarragon. You cool with that?
Less salt this time, yes?
Croutons? Or roasted sunflower seeds?
Whatever.
Have you seen the bara brith ice cream, Ekin was craving some.
I chucked it.
Thanks for telling me.
Malan Salad was a big hit so we'll need more tomorrow.
Last night I smelt fish with herbs...
..and thought Tim was in the kitchen, and just now...
I think I'm going nuts. I'm not quite sure what's going on.
Eyebrows!
Cheers!
Just a minute.
Just one minute. Wait a second.
Close your eyes.
Eh!
Smell this.
Now...
..taste it.
Not bad.
I added rosewater, like you said.
Perfect.
Thank you.
I'm sorry about the slates.
You were quite right.
But I wasn't right for shouting and reacting as I did.
It comes from nowhere, doesn't it?
The rage.
I know.
Makes me feel ashamed for days after.
No need.
I know you and Tim lost a baby...
..and that it is difficult, me being the donor for Malan and Ekin.
You've got things on your mind...
..so I'm not going to ask you too many questions.
Shall I tell them we've changed our minds?
No. No. No.
It's perfect.
It will be a beautiful baby.
It will make you happy.
Wow, you're on a roll. How many coffees have you had?
Fuck off out of my space.
Fancy a spritzer?
Go on.
I'll miss having a cheeky vino in the afternoon...
..once I'm pregnant...
Well, hopefully. You and Deniz have been amazing...
SMOKE ALARM
God's sake.
That's enough.
It's just a pan.
Want to talk about it?
No.
Must have put too much sugar under the apples.
Yeah, right.
Hey! Noni!
Start again.
And don't fuck up this time.
Just start again.
It gives me comfort that it's not a stranger.
Someone we don't know.
The baby will know Deniz, know he is his 'father'.
Don't you think?
Mm-hm.
Our baby will be of your blood.
Be part of you.
Close to you.
I like that.
Am I wasting my time here?
Yadda yadda yadda.
I love your hands.
Just relax.
PHONE RINGS
Yoga calls. See if I can sort myself out.
See you later.
OK, love. Enjoy.
Love you.
Hello.
Hiya.
I was wondering...
..if you fancied a coffee?
Sorry. I've got a meeting in...
Can I walk with you then?
To the meeting.
So we can talk.
Is this your thing?
What do you mean?
Is this what you do?
Approach a stranger and walk them to their meetings?
I've never done this before.
So you're just nuts?
Sorry.
This has suddenly become absurd.
And totally awkward.
And...
Hey...
Are you OK?
What are you doing after the meeting?
I don't even know your name.
Noni.
Nice to meet you, Noni.
So I'm going to this meeting now and...
If you're still here in an hour, we can go for a drink.
OK?
OK.
.
You waited?
I'm sorry this is all so weird.
You're telling me.
So what happens now?
We could...
..try to get to know each other?
OK.
And where do we do this?
Pub?
Pub!
So what's your story?
Come on.
I was brought up in Aberystwyth.
I was pretty good at swimming.
I drive too fast.
Once got arrested for putting...
..a traffic cone on the head of a statue in town.
I can down a pint in 15 seconds.
I am going to stop there before it gets x-rated.
Your turn.
I struggle with vegetarianism but I get veganism.
Love cats. Scared of dogs.
I'd piss in the wardrobe after a night out at college.
Love peanuts, obviously. And I have a phobia of mushrooms.
I know it's not Tim. But he's kind of cute.
A doppelganger?
Yeah.
Doesn't seem to matter.
If I'm honest with you, he's nicer than Tim.
You're playing with fire and I don't like it.
Shit.
What did Mum say?
The usual.
Tell me the truth. Deniz, tell me the truth.
Stop protecting me. You always hide things from me.
Hiding is worse than cheating, Deniz.
When you hide things from me, it makes me feel weak...
...like you can handle it and I can't.
Mum's diabetes is getting worse.
There you are, finally. Thank you.
She's old. And scared.
She's my mother, Deniz!
She's a poor woman who lives in a tiny rural village in the Aegean.
Yes, but I live here.
In a liberated world, where to be me there is no wrong.
I have my own personal space, my own life.
It's impossible for her to accept your situation.
That I'm a lesbian?
Ekin, you will be a mother soon, and you'll give that love to your child.
Deniz. It's not about being in exile in this country.
It's being in exile within myself.
I don't have a mum. I can't share my life with her.
Your fucking silence!
So tell me about Tim.
Yeah?
Yeah. Why not?
Tim...
No, best not.
Come on, Noni.
Just the headlines.
Wore a leather jacket.
Swagger stride.
Foul temper.
A genius with ingredients and temperatures.
I called him an alchemist.
He called me his crucible.
Crap with money, always forgot to pay the bills.
Diva.
He was my lecturer in college.
I fell in love with him at first sight.
In an instant, this sudden, overwhelming thing happened.
I knew it was wrong, but I also knew I had to be with him.
I don't usually hit the deep and meaningful chat...
..before drink three or four.
Is that you offering to buy me a drink?
You married?
No.
I was. Once.
She was amazing.
But our relationship just fell apart.
Sorry to ask, I know it must be painful for you...
..but tell me how Tim died.
In a fire. In Edinburgh.
In a block of flats.
Bloody hell. That's tough.
I'm sorry.
We never recovered his body.
So... What do you do?
Food journalist.
Magazines, Sundays if I'm lucky.
AA Guide, you know.
So you are a foodie.
Yip. And you?
I'm a chef.
Wow.
My favourite dish is fish with star anise and dill.
Almost impossible to pull off.
Can I have your number?
You're a fast mover.
You're not asking for my number?
Noni.
It's late.
I've really enjoyed your company.
Take care.
Fuck.
PHONE RINGS
Fancy a nightcap?
Have you been to Andalucia?
Waiter, another bottle please.
You're intriguing.
A bit weird...
..but I like you, Noni.
Do you mind if I call you by his name?
Really?
OK, if you want to.
For a laugh.
Another round, Tim?
OK, that's weirder than I expected.
OK weird?
Yes. OK weird.
It's just a name.
Sorry, I don't know what I'm doing.
Bad taste.
Bad form.
Thanks, Mr Food Critic.
Let's leave it there.
Thanks for the last few hours and for listening to me...
..rambling on and talking about myself, being silly and...
Fun.
I've enjoyed it.
I so wanted you to be him.
Sorry.
Noni.
You must've loved him very much.
So much.
Won't let go of me.
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