S2 64. Arrival

- Who’s having a motorcycle? Ilari hears engine closing. 

– I think it’s Oona, Venla lifts her head up. – Good. She is early and we can plan wedding things without me being an absent minded host. 

Lucky runs downstairs with Kaiku (echo in english), Jesse's dog and starts barking. It doesn’t last long and dogs let out excited whines 

– Hello? They can hear a moment later from front door. 

– What the hell? Iiro? Ilari frowns as he recognizes the voice.

 - Huh? Venla blinks.

- You two know each other?! Venla says with wide eyes seeing both Iiro and Oona in their hall. 

– For some time. We were actually classmates from primary school, Oona smiles. 

– No way! That’s so great! Venla laughs. – Who would have guessed! 

Ilari takes one look to Oona and then to his brother. Well. That did take a long time to figure out why she looked familiar. Now it’s so clear who she is. The girl from Iiro’s drawings. The one causing little bro's last meltdown. But who’s the redhead Iiro was talking about earlier? 

– So are you two together? Ilari works on that thought. 

Iiro frowns, almost like saying: Don’t do this. Oona turn to look Ilari and laughs out aloud. 

– What? No. We are friends. 

– Um. Ok. Just wanted to be sure, Ilari rubs his neck, unsure what's going on. Iiro gives him a warning look and Ilari knows better not to ask questions anymore. 

Jesse grabs a beer can from fridge and yawns. Yesterday was all building and preparing, today is for partying and he won’t waste time. He didn't bother to get dressed and Venla was already used to see half naked men running around in the house so no biggie.

– Would you like some breakfast-- Venla starts but Jesse cracks the can open. 

– No need. 

– Isn’t it bit early for that? 

– Nah. I’m on vacay, he replys and swigs his beer. 

– Ok. Righty then, Venla let’s out a long sigh. She knew very well what kind of night this would be if guys were already starting drinking. Very long one. 

– Hey, could you show me the garage? Oona comes up. – I would like to put my ride inside if it’s okay? 

– Yeah, sure! I’ll show you! Venla smiles and leaves the kitchen, leaving Jesse to stare after Oona and trying to get his chin from the floor. Who was that hot babe and where did she come from? 

Shit, he really needed to put pants on now.

While guys are busy doing other things, Venla took opportunity to sort wedding plans. 

– I thought we could do bridal sauna? Venla suggests. 

– Love the idea. Except washing the brides with flour and raw eggs, Oona points out. – It’s a fertility thing and neither of them wants kids. 

– Mm you’re right, Venla agrees. – That would be totally inappropiate. 

– We can do other bridal traditions though, Oona thinks. 

– I can check those if you take care of party afterwards? Venla picks up a sack of potatoes and starts to get ready with kitchen. 

– Trust me, I used to be quite a party animal, Oona grins. 

– So I'm heard, Venla smirks to her. – Hmm. Where did I put that potato salad recipe? 

– You do that by yourself? Oona wonders. 

– I don’t like readymade food, She replys with a shrug. – Besides I enjoy doing this.

 – Good for you. Most gastronomic thing I can do is an omelette. They both laugh to it. 

Oona tastes her milkshake Venla made them moments ago and let’s out a pleased moan. 

- What did you put on these milkshakes? I love it! 

– You wanted sweet so there’s ice cream, maple walnut syrup, cocoa and twist of Baileys. Venla explains. 

– I’m getting foodgasm with this. Can we have this at bridal shower? 

– I’ll just add more liquor then!