Anthea and Miriam are sitting on the sofa, laughing. Lisbeth likes that they get along, but she also feels a bit left out.
"I'm going to bed," she says, and leaves them.
She has just finished undressing when she feels someone sneak up behind her. She can smell Miriam's perfume, and Anthea has crawled onto the bed. Miriam embraces her, stroking her stomach.
"If you wanted us to come too, you only had to say," she whispers in Lisbeth's ear.