"Where can I watch Culture and Collapse?" Ingrid asked.
She sprinkled black pepper over her eggs.
The group of six had come to a cozy diner for lunch.
It was full of people enjoying the festival. Their discussions about the earlier screening had livened up the place.
The lovely establishment was heavily influenced by American influence, courtesy of the soldiers stationed in West Berlin during the Cold War.
The entire street was lined with restaurants influenced by the American, British, and French cultures.
While glancing out the glass window, Ingrid cut into the yoke with her knife and let it run over the spice.
"I want to watch it."
"You can't," Marrie answered, cutting her sausage into little pieces. "I tried to look for it recently."
Unsure, Ingrid eyed Gabriel and Hikaru. "What do you mean?"
Hikaru pointed his fork at her. "It's considered lost media."
"What's that?"
