Boris somehow got his hands on a limo, so when they pulled up to their destination, no one suspected that they came from a mundane neighborhood in Hollowgrid.
A group of three servers awaited their arrival at the entrance—one man and two women. They bowed their heads then faced Finn, who was standing at the front of the group after Dante pushed him there.
"Good evening, Mr. Ward." The man said. "Your room is ready for your reception."
"G-good. Lead the way." Finn said.
Dante couldn't help feeling exasperated. Though he had instructed him on how he should act, the boy still appeared like a nervous wreck, ruining the image they were going for. Infiltrating the restaurant was his idea in the first place, yet he was having second thoughts now of all times.
[Dante: Back straight. Chest up. Shoulders back.
And raise your head.
]
