Chapter 3
After having gone home to have shower and change my clothes, well at least that’s what I planned on doing it wasn’t until I had gotten out of the shower and went to my wardrobe. That I realised I only own one dress suitable for the ambassador. So I had to put back on the dress I had been wearing all day in the heat.
I got Damien to drop me off to meet Vlad “I’ll call ya when I need a lift home” I said to him
“if you haven’t called by 12 I’m coming to find you”
“haha if anything is going to happen, which it wont but im sure you will be to late if you wait till 12”
With that I said bye and walked in to the restaurant. Inside the walls were painted in a deep purple and there were candles and flowers on all the tables. Off to my left there was a area slightly closed of from the main dinning area that had dimmers and twice as many candles. I suppose that it was secluded for dinners wanting privacy away from the main room where there was children and their parents dinning as well as many men in suits looking as though they were conducting business. I walked up to the reception and in a condescending tone the maître-d said to me “can I help you, we don’t have apprenticeships open at the moment so please come back at a later date”
I wasn’t aware that I would be that severly under dressed or would stick out so much in this establishment. I had to fight to hold in a smartarse retort I was going to tell him where he could stick his apprenticeship but I just stopped myself in time and instead told him
“im accually meeting Vladimir Rykov” ahh that got his attention
“im so sorry miss its just we don’t usually have women so young walk in here alone unless they are looking for work”
“well maybe you should stop judging them, would not want to offened anyone important, that could get you fired for the offence”
“uh I really am sorry I didn’t mean anything by it”
“your lucky that im not that kind of person then aren’t you” I was trying so hard to keep a straight face and not start laughing the look on his face was priceless. It was as though he was prepared to get on his knees and start grovelling. All because of the man I was meeting the change in him was instant as soon as I mentioned Vlad’s name. hmm I wonder how much weight that name accually carries if the maître-d was so scared of losing his job over me saying something. Suddenly I could not hold back the laughter, I just cracked and he is looking at me as though I have loss my marbles either that or I have a few screws lose.
“whats so funny?” he asks
“you, the look on your face when I said I could have you fired. You looked as though you believed I accually would do something like that.”
“well you could do you not understand how important Mr Rykov is.”
“Nope do know don’t care”
“Well alright then I show you to your seat he is already at the table waiting”
“Let’s go then wouldn’t want to keep him waiting, he might have you fired”
“It’s still not funny.”
“ oh it so is” by this point I was pretty sure that I was being just a tad too friendly and that it was borderline flirting although I meant nothing by it I just slightly flirt with everyone. Jack used to love it so now it’s a habit, said it reminded him how much he loved me.
“here you go miss” he says as he pulls out my chair. Must be really worried about that job.
“A waiter will be with you shortly” he said just before he walked off.
