Who: Jay Daniels and Robin Yarmovsky What: A chance meeting When: Sunday Evening, Dinner Time Where: The Georgian Rating: Defaulted at PG Status: Complete
It was a quiet night, for a Sunday. Usually, Robin was used to bratty families, dates that were going badly, and all other social events to affect how people liked their food: too many raspberries on this tort, not enough parsley here... I want to see a manager, this waiter is rude...the list when on. Robin had had enough to make him want to bash his head in by the time he had a smoke break. He went out into the hall way of the hotel, and into the smoker friendly area, and took out his pack to have a quick break before someone from the dinning room ushered him back in, claiming some sort of famous photographer was there.
Robin almost rolled his eyes, but knew he'd have to make nice with the man. putting his cigs back into his pocket, he walked to the man that had been pointed out, and politely stopped by Jay's table. "Hello Mr. Daniels, I'm Robin Yarmosky, and on behalf of the Georgian we'd like to wish you a excellent meal, and help you in any way to make your dining experience the best we have to offer".