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ments by the afternoon.”
“Oh. I told her that it was tomorrow afternoon.”
“I’ll go home then. Have a nice day Mr. Moriches.”
“Wait,” Mr. Moriches called out, “since you are here,
do you want to have dinner together?”
“Eh… Sure.”
“That’s great.” Mr. Moriches smiled, “I knew a great
sushi restaurant. Just one block away.”
They went down stairs and strolled to the restaurant.
The place is luxurious. Furnished in Zen styled furniture
and decorations. They went in and the waiter assisted
them to a table for two.
“Please, anything you would like. On my treat.” Mr.
Moriches sat down and handed the menu, which was out
on the tableside but one of the waiters, to Libra.
“I don’t know. Actually. I never came here before.”
“The chicken here is really good. Do you want to try?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Are you guys ready to order?” A waiter walked over
and asked.
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