Pulling up in the middle of a city, in the bustling around it was now around 6 pm, and the place was packed. People were lining up as time slots were displayed at the entrance. Suddenly, a group of people were being let in, as if it were an amusement park ride with limited seating. Something felt wrong. Emma witnessed this. "Hani, you sure this is the restaurant?"
Hani looks at Emma, confused, "Yep, this is the place. Don't worry, I thought I paid extra for the reservation, so we don't have to wait in that line."
"That's not what I meant..." Emma tried to convey her concern, but in a small voice, and Hani was already getting out; the words did not reach her ears. Reluctantly, she stepped out and followed Hani to the front of the line, handing them two tickets.
