The restaurant is modern and stylish. It occupies the top floor of a skyscraper and floor to ceiling windows give diners birds-eye views of the city below. The circular room slowly rotates, allowing diners to enjoy sights of the glowing business district, the twinkling residential zones, and the silvery river snaking through it all. Tables are typically reserved years in advance.
Lance sits across a table from Leonie, fighting the urge to yawn. He followed Robert’s advice and invited her to dinner, but he’s already regretting it. She’s been chattering nonstop since they arrived at the restaurant and he can’t remember the last time he felt so bored. He checks his watch again—not even a minute has passed since the last time he checked—and he taps the glass to see if the watch it broke.
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