Geil was going to open bar today. Larry took few days off, so she, Tara and Franc stayed alone with cooking. It was Tuesday evening. There won’t be a lot of orders. It was end of winter. Last cold days.

She unlock the doors in the back of the bar. She took her coat off and changed shoes for something more comfortable than wintertime shoes. She went by car, so cold didn't get to her too much. She was wondering in what state will Tara come... Girl worked here for almost a year. They hoped, she will learn more respect and lose her temperament just a little bit, because of hard work. Well, they thought wrong. She didn't change a bit. She was still her. Some people teased her in purpose, to make fun of her when she got angry.

Tara was going to work by bike. In winter she had problems with it, so she was coming by foot. One hour. In cold, snow, rain. They offered her to go for her and drive together to work, but she always said no. She couldn't move in her wolf form by daylight, because someone would notice. Geil was thinking, that she doesn't feel worth of helping her, that's why she didn't want it. She was trying to cover her lack of self-confidence with anger.

Tara went inside. She had freezed eyelashes and trembling from cold.

'Tara! You could call me! I would go for you!'

'I'm ok.. I'm fine, really. I'm going to change and get to work.'

Geil shooked her head and start playing with her hair.

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'Get warm first. I'm going to start fire in fireplace.'

She light fireplace and bring chair near it. Tara came changed and started to prepare tables for guestes.

'Oh, come on. Sit here and get warm. I'm going to make something to drink. Wait here.'

'No, thanks. We need to...'

'We have time.'

She went to kitchen. She found cocoa, cloves, sugar, cinnamon and milk. She boiled it all together and put in nice, big mug. She also grated on grater little bit of orange peel and bring it to Tara. She was holding her hands near fireplace.

'Here, cocoa for you.'

She took mug from her. She looked at it. Smell was amazing. She felt warm just from feeling it.

'Thank you.'

'No problem. Take care of yourself, I'm going back to kitchen. You and Franc will stay with guestes, ok?'

'Right.'

She looked at Tara from kitchen. She knew, that Tara was moved with such small gesture towards her. She shook her head again.

Geil loved cocoa. Her grandmother made them for her. She spent a lot of time with her. She loved smell of cinnamon, cloves and orange peel ending. Hands of her grandmother smelled with citrus after making it. She smiled to herself.

She prepared meat for burgers, salads and shepherd's pie. Tara took care of tables and bar. It looked like she felt warm again.

'We have few minutes to opening. Where is Franc?'

'He will come for last minute before opening. He knows, we can do this.'

'Thanks for cocoa. It was... really good.'

'Thanks. My grandmother made it for me, when I was a kid.'

Franc went inside, bringing snow and cold with him. His nose and cheeks were red from cold.

'Car. Broke halfway.'

Geil and Tara looked at each other and start laughing.

'I'm going back to kitchen to make more cocoa...'

'And I'm going to add more wood to fireplace.'