Timothy had never seen anything like it before. It was full of cuisines with long, indecipherable names, from a slew of languages.
Audrey looked at him perplexed.
Timothy smiled. “I guess we’ll be taking a recommendation.”
They were positioned close to kitchen doorway of the kitchen giving them a good whiff of the aroma of the food.
It sure does smell good.
“So, what will we do afterwards?” Audrey asked over the chatter in the restaurant.
“Well, there is a thing they call theatre on this layer. It’s like a film except the actors are on what they call a stage right in front of your seat.” He paused looking for her reaction.
Her brow furrowed. “What about all the special effects?”
“Well, you have to use your imagination. This is an ancient art form that precedes technology. There is a play as they are called in three hours about the rise of The Emperor. What do you think?”
“Yea, I’d like that. Something different while we’re on this layer.”
The waitress returned and at Timothy’s request gave her recommendation of Cascadian shark with mushrooms.
“Have you ever been to that planet?” she asked. Timothy and Audrey shook their heads.
She continued. “It’s a large planet almost completely covered in pristine water. The high gravity leads to denser flesh. It is covered in the most exquisite of sauces.”
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