The young man led the group of three into a large room, that looked more like a mini suite, than just a VIP room in a restaurant.
In the middle of the hall, was a large aquarium, filled with a lot of exotic fishes swimming about as though in their natural habitat.
To one side were four large cushions, neatly arranged with small, carved wooden stools by their sides, one for each.
A glass dining, with dinning chairs equally made from reinforced glass, with soft foam on the seat, to successfully enhance the blend between comfort and luxury.
Three miniature bots floated from one side of the room to another, exuding soft lights from their thrusters.
"Please, make yourself comfortable." The man ushered, as Sean and Drew took in the sight, this time without much amazement considering the tension that hung softly in the air.
"They would take your order," he said, pointing at the three miniature bots, as he excused himself.
