[ pepper pokes her head out of the kitchen with a laugh, ] Milk and sugar okay? [ she doubts he’d like it black, especially if he’s not used to its bitter bite. ] No, [ she finishes making them coffee and brings out a pair of mugs, offering one to him. ] I live here with my boyfriend, Tony. It doesn’t look like he’s home though. [ but, then again, he could be holed up in the spare bedroom… their office / workshop. ]