Apollo smirked at her, proud, and handed her coat to the doorman, and his black woolen sweep of a coat as well. They looked a matching pair, he thought, catching every light in the place, and he offered his arm for her to take so they could make their into the main room together. Percy, the head waiter who knew the young Goldenhawk through business dealings with his grandfather, greeted them warmly and asked after the family, commenting (as most people did) that the bloodline rang strong in Archer, for he was almost the spit of his grandfather.
Percy seated them at a private table with a high window rising behind them, hovering behind Cin to push her chair in for her, and a second waiter presented Apollo with a wine list and Cin with a white box. The box was bound with handcrafted string and opened to reveal two savory black and white cookies that kicked off the meal.