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He was a Venus flytrap, but Yvonne was a lion.
In the short time he'd known her, she made no effort to hide her cutthroat, promptattitude. If she wanted something done, it would be done and it would be done right. Yvonne could nearly be a femme fatale but her headstrong approach proved to be her downfall. Metori would never inform her of this however. They were only recently on good terms and he would hate to ruin that with something as petty as betterment of an individual. Not to mention that the business world needed someone like her, someone everyone could both fear and admire at once.
Metori pressed his lips together as his Lyft he stepped into his Lyft. The evening was brisk and assuming dinner would run late, the night would be too. He was a man of layers tonight, draping a scarf over his sweater which had a blue collar peeking out from beneath the cashmere. And that wasn't even counting the overcoat.
"So where you headed tonight?" The driver asked before punching in the destination. "Oh Gary Danko? Faaancy."
"Yes, I heard the food is supposed to be really good," Metori nodded, his hand reaching for his phone.
"You're right about that! I got a cousin that works there as a busboy and man oh man people will pay an arm n' a leg to get in there," he chuckled.
"Well, then I'm certainly looking forward to it," Metori smiled, turning to his phone. It was generally a good enough signal to cease conversation.
"Oh yeah? Who are you going with? Don't tell me you're eatin' alone."
Perhaps it wasn't.
"I'm actually there for a business meeting."
"Ah it figures you'd be a big wig, just like the rest of 'em," the driver chuckled, "man if I had the chance, I'd be taking my boyfriend there. Large booth by the window, caviar with crackers, and the fanciest champagne you could find."
"There's no reason why you can't do that someday," Metori chuckled, "everyone deserves a good night out."
"well good luck to ya'. I hear there are a lot of sharks swimming around."
They stopped in front of the restaurant, the driver offering a tip of his hat as Metori departed. Despite living in San Francisco and being shown a few local restaurants he had never heard of, much less seen Gary Danko and boy, was it a sight to behold. He had certainly eaten in upper class restaurants before; however, this was another level of opulence. The GD emblem backlit against the corner of Hyde and North Point stood out like a beacon among the other tourists and moonlighters seeking a night on the town. At least a few stared at him enviously as he entered the restaurant's doors but he paid no mind. Instead, he simply asked the hostess to show him his seat. He made an effort to be there on time, which meant in Yvonne terms that he was at least ten minutes too late.
"Early as always Yvonne," Metori smiled before taking a seat across from her.