Algorithm

Chapter 10

"So, how long have you known Sascha?" Marcel asked just after we'd made our appetiser orders. I'd ordered a glass of white wine, the best they had here, hoping that my nerves about the whole duration would disappear and I could ease into the night.

Sofie glanced to Sascha and shrugged. "Maybe about five, six years." Sacha agreed with a nod of the head and a sip of his own glass of wine. "I was assigned as the digital engineer for his, your services office development so they could update their systems and well, he was there, and we just got to talking." She shrugged.

"Have you worked on any other projects together?" I blurted out of the blue, wanting to know more about the mysterious brunette Scandinavian.

Sofie glanced over to me with her wine glass in her hand, it was the first thing I'd said in a while so she seemed a bit shocked at how loud my voice had initially sounded. "A few yes." She nodded.

"She worked with me on Mario's app development Marco, he'll probably remember." Sacha answer and have Sofie a smile. She smiled back and held his gaze for a bit longer than just social etiquette. I found myself watching them, wondering if they were just friends but Sascha talking distracted me from that and I'd forgotten about it after that. "Look what a good job she did with his, if you're worried what it's going to turn out like, look how successful his was and easy to use, and now imagine what yours is going to look like." He smirked.

Marcel slapped my shoulder. "Yeah that's a good point, Mario's is a really good app."

"How would you know?" Robin frowned to our smaller frown.

"Because I have it." Marcel blasted and brought up the app on his phone, with a smile. Before looking at me. "What?" He asks upon seeing my "really" expression. "

"Yeah, as you can see, I'm very good at my job." Sofie giggled, glancing my way again. "I'm very professional and a perfectionist." She shrugged nonchalantly.

"It shows," Marcel smiled, locking his phone and putting it back in his back pocket.

Sofie glanced over at me again, just as the appetisers were brought and she graciously plucked her knife and fork from the table and tucked into her food. I thanked the waiter who placed my period in front of me but just couldn't look away from Sofie and watching how delicate she looked when she ate. She caught my Blanca and smiled. "You know Marco, you guys can ask me whatever you want." I stuttered of my words. "I can see it in your eyes." With a smirk.

Marcel and Robin took this as an opportunity to try and ram as many questions into thirty seconds as possible. Each asking after each other, and Sofie answering just as quick.

"Where are you from?" Robin asked.

Sofie smiled. "Copenhagen, Denmark."

"Born and bred there?" Sofie nodded at Marcel's inquiry. "What about any siblings?"

"A twin brother." She shrugged, and smiled. "Raised by our father." She added but didn't want any more to do with parents being discussed.

Robin and Marcel nodded. "Do you work in Copenhagen?" Marcel asked first.

"Yeah," Sofie swallowed and placed her cutlery neatly on the plate, sipping her wine. "Live in the city, work in the city, brought up on the outskirts."

"What's the name of your company called?" Robin tested.

"Zope-Hagen Inc." She announced though her smile dropped a little upon doing so. I seemed to be the only one that noticed it, as Robin and Marcel were too caught up in this little question game they'd been participating in. "It's one of the biggest digital engineering companies in Denmark, and well Europe." She shrugged, giving a half smile that was for sure fake.