“There’s a restaurant at Ikea, we can eat there.”
“I don’t want to eat at Ikea. Let’s just get our shopping done quickly, then we can go out and eat somewhere nearby.”
“I’m just saying…”
“Listen. We know what we want. We’ll just go in, get it, and leave. We can do this.”
THREE HOURS LATER
“I can’t decide between the Malm and the Melbu, or even the Aneboda could work.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Bed frames. Pay attention.”
“I can’t. We’ve been in this place for three hours looking at signs with umlauts on them. My brain doesn’t work anymore. At some point I think we crossed the state line into Alabama. I’m hungry.”
“So let’s go to the cafeteria. It looks good.”
“If we can still find it.”
TEN MINUTES LATER
“Are you going to get the meatballs?”
“I’m not going to get the meatballs. They’re probably 90% beef and 10% snørg.”
“So what are you getting?”
“Maybe the gravlax plate. And some of this vegetable soup. What about you?”
“Comfort food. Chicken fingers, fries, …