"What the hell, Finn?"

"Hello, Finn. How are you, Finn? Yes, I'm fine and you?"

"Stop playing games."

"Alright, what did I do this time?"

"I've just got an e-mail."

"Yes, and? You've got to be more specific, Ella, I can't read your mind."

"Why the hell did I just get a confirmation e-mail with a plane ticket attached? Please, tell me you didn't."

"Oh, about that. I might've bought you a plane ticket to fly to my city."

"You know I could've bought that myself. You didn't have to do this for me, Finn."

"It just felt unfair that we want to meet and that you would be the only one to pay for it. So, I bought you a ticket. Don't worry, it's a return ticket and if you want, you can pay me half, but I won't accept more than that."

"You... I don't know what to say."

"You could thank me."

"Thanks, Finn."

"That didn't sound sincere, but I'll accept it."

"I can't believe I'm already flying next week."

"I can't believe that you didn't buy yourself a ticket earlier. You used to be such a control freak."

"I was actually going to do that today, but it seems like I don't have to anymore."

"Now say it again: thank you, Finn."

"Thanks. Really. You absolutely didn't have to do that and I'm so paying half, I won't let you pay for everything."

"Oh, come on. You're the one who has to fly for several hours. Paying is the least I can do to make up for that."

"I don't even mind flying that much. And its even better now I get to see you after."

"I have to admit that seeing me is pretty awesome. Anyway, I'll pick you up from the airport, once you get here. It's a forty-minute drive."

"I'm so excited."

"Just one week. I'm counting down the days."

"Yeah, me too. Anyway, I have to go, dinner's ready. Bye."

"Alright, bye."