A few hours later they entered the Uisneach Beag Restaurant. Timothy wore a suit for the first time ever. His dad had insisted on him looking good for Audrey.
Audrey wore an immaculate pick dress and top. She looked suave and smelled of the best flowers of the planet Assisi. Timothy’s eyes had lit up on seeing her.
The restaurant itself was small, only able to accommodate forty patrons. One of the reasons why it was so expensive, there was no chance of Timothy affording this if not for his latest victory. Ornate pictures of spaceships in the Emperor’s fleet hung on the walls. Tables and chairs had to be moved so they could reach their table. The sound of aquatic life played in the background.
The other patrons chatted and pointed at them, to whispers of their great victory.
I am admired even here.
A female waitress approached. She was stocky with brown spots over her body and face – a Vulvian far from her home planet. She handed both of them a menu. “Have a look at these, I will be back to you in a moment. Let me know if you would like recommendations, or if there is anything else I can do.”
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