Not As You Think

"Why are you back?" 

That was the sentence that came out of Lisa's lips when she found the figure of a tall, slender man wrapped in a black bathrobe standing in front of the door with his arms crossed. His eyes narrowed, staring at her with a look full of suspicion. The aura around the room suddenly turned cold and awkward, as if Lisa seemed to be dealing with a border guard.

"Where are you from, Lisa?" Oscar asked. His face looked displeased of course. He still crosses his arms. His eyes swept Lisa's figure from foot to head.

"From the office, where else?" Lisa replied slightly curtly. She tried to hide her nervousness from Oscar. She didn't want him to suspect her. Then she took off her shoes and put them on the shoe rack. 

Oscar was still standing with his arms crossed, his face still looking suspiciously at Lisa's gesture when the woman opened the door and looked at him with an astonished face.