> > "Most people just know its fun." > >Jac says, "I've heard of Kadtries Day, but I never knew the story behind >it. I always thought it was just Argent's local version of the Spring >festival." She smiles, "I suspect you're not alone." >The limo pulls to a stop outside a restaurant. There aren't bright neon >lights along this street. It looks more upscale than that. > >A doorman opens the door, Jac exits and holds out his hand to help Mira >out. Mira takes his hand and steps out lightly, her bag held in her other hand. >He turns to the driver and says, "It should be about and hour Nicholas." > >As the limo pulls away, the doorman holds the door open for Mira and >Jac. He allows her to enter first, and then he steps forward to walk >beside her up to the front desk. Behind the desk a man dressed in >evening clothes is talking with a couple." > >"It will be at least an hour, if you would care to wait in the lounge." >he looks up as that couple moves away and says with a broad smile, "Good >evening, Lord Woodbridge." > >"Evening, Paul." Jac says, "I should have a reservation." > >"Of course!" the Maite'd replies, "We will always have your table >available for you." > >He motions for an assistant to take his place and moves to escort you to >the table himself, "It has been much too long since we had the pleasure >of serving any of your family." > >"I've been away." Jac says, "Oh, and may I introduce Doctor Mira Hasta-Rur?" > >"Good evening, "'Sianna Doctor." Paul gives Mira a slight bow, "May I >say how honored we are to have you at our little restaurant tonight." "Good evening," She replies pleasantly, "And thank you." >Turning to Mira Jac says, "Mira, Paul's sister is the head chef here. >She was trained by Chef David." She looks up with a raised eyebrow. >"Yes, *that* Chef David, Lysia and Morgana's mother." Jac chuckles, >"Morgana and Erma were star pupils in their day, but Erma is the Master >of Chef's today." > >"You are too kind." Paul says, "But I will be sure to let Erma know you >are here, Sir Jac. > >Jac smiles and says, "Yes, tell Erma hello from me." > >Jac holds Mira's chair back for her, then allows Paul to hold his chair >for him. Mira sees an older man dressed as a waiter step up to the table. > >"Good evening Kendall." Jac says to the waiter, "We are going to the >charity ball later, so we'll only have something light before hand." > >Jac looks over at Mira for confirmation, "Yes?" She nods, preferring to be light on her feet if they were to dance later. >Turning back to Kendall Jac says, "I think I'll leave it all in yours >and Chef Erma's hands." > >"As you wish, Sir Jac." Kendall gives a short bow and says, "May I >suggest the Goujonnette of John Dory. The fish is pan fried, crispy, and >served with a fig and pistacchio galette, finocchio and thinly sliced >proscuitto. The sauce is a light fish stock infused with kelp. With a >nice white? The Bianica de Zert 903, perhaps?" > >Jac looks to Mira and asks, "How does that sound to you?" "It sounds perfectly delightful," Mira replies with a smile to Jac, not quite certain if she should say thank you to the waiter or to Jac. Mira
