Restaurant

At the end of the meeting, I was invited by the host for dinner. We scheduled a restaurant two hours later. I got to the hotel, took off the clothes and showered. My clean clothes hadn't arrived yet, but no worries, I redressed in the same clothing as earlier in the day.

I entered the restaurant just on time and found my hosts sitting there at the table. I got a seat next to the only woman on their team, a quite tall and attractive brunette in a nice dress. The conversation flew quite easy along the table in a mix of English and French (didn’t understand much of that part).

We had a nice salad for starters and some local fish for mains. The wine glasses were almost magically full all the time, and we got quite tipsy by the end of the meal. Leaving the restaurant the lady pulled me aside and said: