Book Two: Branch Two Hundred and Ten

"Why did you want to meet up at such a fancy place?" Anette asked as Richard pulled out a seat for her.

"Fancy? I had to tone it down so you don't feel too pressured by it" Richard said.

Anette slipped into the chair and he pushed a little before making his way to the other side and getting into his chair.

"Is their food here good?" Anette asked pretending like she had never been there before.

"You've been here before" Rochard said as she reached for the menu, her hands recoiled and she pursed a short smile across her face.

"Yes I have, but how do you know that?"

"Your socials" he said without sparing her a glance.

"Oh" she said with a nod of the head. "It's not like I wanted to eat here, it was kind of a paid advert" she informed him.

"I know, you are very effective. This place has been popular since you ate here, maybe some more pictures would put this place on a lockdown" he said and she looked at him.

His face finally came up from the menu to look into her eyes. She hated the way