Tina walked along West 23rd Street, in the heart of Chelsea. After a hard day's work in Congress, her legs were heavy and her mind was gradually overcome by tiredness. At the 522 of the main street, the young woman entered the old building by the small entrance door. In the hall of the building, Mrs. Esposito, the caretaker, swept with a lazy hand, her usual suspicious expression on her angular face.

"Good evening Mrs. Esposito." Tina greeted her and stoped for a few seconds beside her, more out of politeness than a real desire.
"Good evening Tina."
As the young woman darted towards the stairs, the nasal voice of the caretaker stopped her in her tracks.
"Tina, you really should talk to your sister. "
The witch turned slowly, misunderstanding what the old Esposito wanted to say to her.
"Tell her what?" She asked politely.
"It's been several times that I see her with a big guy. This goes against all the rules of the building. The caretaker answered, leaving her broom for a moment.

"I'll talk to her Mrs. Esposito." Tina said as she resumed her walk.
"You understand, I can't allow this kind of behaviour, men are absolutely not allowed to enter this building..."
"Yes, yes, we know that MrsEsposito.
-I will make no exception!
-Right.
-Tell her, she doesn't seem to listen to me!"
-I will!"
At the moment, being In front of her apartment, Tina had to raise her voice significantly to be heard by the caretaker.

Walking into the small apartment, a sweet smell of hot bread and cinnamon made Tina smile. In the kitchen, Queenie and Jacob buried under a mound of bowls, spoons, whisks and other cooking utensils. The young witch was wearing nothing but a green satin nightie under a light silk dressing gown. Jacob had left his white shirt hanging out and had left his tie on one of the armchairs in the living room.
Seeing the Muggle, Tina hurried and shut the door, fearing that Mrs. Esposito could see him.

"Oh Tina, you're coming home late again !" Queenie exclaimed, stopping everything and walking toward her sister to hug her.
"Busy day," Tina mumbled. This is a fact, Queenie had always been demonstrative, expressing her feelings without any shyness, but this kind of cuddle after only a few hours of separation was clearly not in her habits... Surprised, Tina stepped backwards and scanned her sister's face. She looked exalted, thrilled by something. This face, Tina knew it, it was the face of the very good news.
"What is happening ?" The young woman asked, taking off her hat and coat.
"Oh nothing, nothing at all." Queenie replied hastily, turning around to escape the suspicious gaze of her sister. Bright smile, sparkling glances; No doubt, the young woman hid something from Tina and the latter was determined to unravel this mystery.

"Come on, I know you, what is it? What's wrong?" Tina insisted, following Queenie in the kitchen. "Good evening Jacob.
- Good evening Tina! How are you?"
Looking at him more attentively, the young woman noticed that he too had a broad and unusual smile. Again, it was true that Queenie and Jacob were two joyful and cheerful people but something was wrong this day, Tina knew it...
"I'm ok, thank you. How about you? You look particularly cheerful today...
-Oh... Hmm... " Jacob suddenly seemed embarrassed.
"I teach Queenie how to cook like no-maj, it puts me in a good mood.
-Oh yes! It's so fun, Tina you should try!" Queenie said in a louder voice at a different pitch than usual.
"No no, thank you, it's ok..." Tina answered, the tone still suspicious. She remained motionless for a moment, watching her sister and her lover. Something good happened for sure but they didn't want to talk about it... Torned between the weariness caused by the busy day and her curiosity, the young woman decided to try not to pay too much attention to the overexcitement that prevailed in the apartment. Truth will come to light sooner or later... Tina thought.

"What are you cooking then?
-Cinnamon rolls!" Queenie shouted, handing a wooden spoon covered with dough to Tina who tasted it.
"It's very good.
-And you wouldn't think but it's more complicated than it looks! Much more complicated than magic!
-Oh it's not a very big deal." Jacob added. "Queenie, be careful, you're going to spill the milk. "

The minutes flew by. Tina, absent-minded, seated on one of the chairs in the kitchen, watched the couple twisting and turning around the table. The chat, the sounds of cooking, the smell of cinnamon, the soft warmth of the apartment... This sweet atmosphere lulled the young woman who dozed off a couple of times. A somnolence that was abruptly interrupted by the slamming sound of the iron knife dropped by Queenie on the kitchen's floor. Tina looked at her sister. She had her round eyes wide open and seemed lost in her thoughts.

"Queen', are you okay?" The young witch asked, worried.
"Yes. Yes Yes!" Queenie replied. "Jacob, I think we have to go!" She said as she put a dress on with her wand.
"Ah yes, very good." Her lover replied, obviously understanding much more than Tina at that very moment. He droped the rolling pin, wiped his hands briefly on a dishcloth and adjusted his shirt.
"What? But ... Where are you going?" Tina stammered, feeling a bit lost.
"At the store, we forgot something." Queenie explained, putting on her coat while speeding Jacob up with her serious gaze.
"What?
-Baking soda!" The man replied as he put on his thick winter jacket.

Tina glanced at the table and the large pot of Arm & Hammer Baking Soda, which stood there in the middle. She got up to catch up the couple who was already heading towards the front door.
"No, wai...
"Can you put the dough in the fridge please?" Jacob interrupted her without looking at her as he rushed toward the exit.
"I don't unders...
-We won't be long!" Queenie added.
"But..."
The younger sister opened the door.
"Queenie!" Tina losed her temper, tired of not understanding what had been going on for a minute. Queenie turned towards her sister with furious eyes. Silently, she made a sign for her sister to be quiet, Mrs. Esposito could hear everything now that they were outside of the apartment. Then, without further ado, she slammed the door violently in Tina's face.

The young woman, disorientated and annoyed with the ridiculous and childish behavior of her sister and Jacob, went to the window, overlooking the street. What was going on with those two? Why lie to her? Outside, A fine, gritty snow had begun to fall in New York's night. A new minute passed and the couple still didn't leave the building. What were they doing? Perhaps Queenie was caught with Jacob by the old caretaker? Serves you right! Tina grinned, not really thinking what she had just mumbled.

Then, when Tina, felt suddenly very tired again, was about to lay down on the comfortable sofa, she heard a knock on the door. Was it Mrs. Esposito? Intrigued, the young woman walked towards the door. She put her eye to the peephole and to her surprise she saw a tall man outside, waiting impatiently for someone to open the door. Her heart beated faster and she felt short of breath. Here he was again at last...