Standing in front of the building, where her apartment was located, Jo had some idea about what was going on inside.
"All clear! Almost!" She stated, looking at the van with a familiar logo, in the parking lot in front of the premises.
"What is clear?" Elen had no clue what her friend was talking about.
"Do you see that van?"
"Yes. What’s the matter?"
"I bet that I will find employees of this interior finishing company in my apartment."
"Can you afford such an exclusive service?" Elen knew that the company charged astronomical amounts. She was aware that Jo had money, but didn’t like to spend unnecessarily.
"It looks like the temporary members of the household can afford such an exclusive service."
"Jo, my mother spent the equivalent of a good car for making new tiles, cabinets, and lighting in the kitchen a few years ago."
"I am aware of the fact that this company charges a fortune."
"Would you get mad at them for it?"