The room had central heating, but winter wasn't completely over yet, so the coffee on the table cooled quickly.
Lynch pointed to the dining corner, and the second lady stood up to get the coffee pot.
Soon she returned, poured the coffee on the table into the trash can, and poured new coffee for everyone.
These tasks should have been done by the maid, but she wasn't here now, so it wasn't a problem for the lowest-ranking person among the three to do it.
She first poured hot coffee for Ms. Trish, who expressed her gratitude.
Then she poured coffee for Lynch, standing so close that when she bent down... a white flash caught Lynch's eye.
He turned his head slightly for a look and then quickly looked away; frequent exposure meant less allure.
Ms. Trish noticed too but said nothing, though there seemed to be a shift in her gaze.
After Lynch thanked her, the second lady returned to her seat and poured herself some coffee.
