I could not help but notice how classy everything was as Ethan led us to our table. The soft glow of the candles on each table, the rich wooden paneling, and the large windows overlooking the ocean...
Ethan guided us to a table by the window. "Here you are," he said with a polite smile.
We all took our seats—Charlotte and I on one side, with Robert, Sandra, and Michael on the other.
Soon after, a waiter came over and gave us menus and poured sparkling water into our glasses.
We placed our orders—Charlotte went for the vegan stuffed squash, while I opted for the prime rib.
The waiter brought out a basket of warm, freshly baked bread and a small platter of appetizers—shrimp cocktail, smoked salmon, and a creamy artichoke dip.
Sandra leaned in a little closer all of a sudden, her eyes curious as she tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "So... I'm sorry, but what exactly do you two do for a living?"