And yes Fancy, with a capital F. Violins hummed in the place, the decor was just as elegant as one could expect. The place was also bustling, with very finely dressed people Kurt was seeing nobility, and walked to a large table which Carl had led them to.
"You have to try everything!" rejoiced Carl. And even some of the others in the restaurant cheered. It seem there were outward displays of wealth everywhere. It made Kurt, who felt rich just before entering, suddenly feel poor again. Is this how they live?
"You see the, steak here the cows they have been bred to have the perfect marbling, The best chefs. There really isn't a bad thing on the menu."
The crew had taken a look at the menu.
"Hey Kurt," Sara elbowed him, "it's your girlfriend."
"What?"
"The girl at the club that was staring at you the whole night, look she's doing it again, wait no," said Sara turning, "she looking at Layla."
