One of the staff approached Misha with a menu in hand. They could order goods there and charge the room, and she thought it was perfect for the atmosphere.
She looked at the menu and was surprised at the selection. How did these things follow them here? She couldn't imagine it, but she didn't think too much for now, very much intent to relax.
"One pina colada, please," she said with a smile, and the waiter happily took her order, definitely prioritizing her order.
While she waited, she felt a few stares in her direction. It wasn't anything new for her, so she ignored them. Very soon, her drink arrived, and she relaxedly took a sip.
"Hey," a voice sounded at the side, and her eyebrows rose to see it was someone familiar.
"Otto," she said, a bit startled that he was there. "You also had a room here?"
"We always have a room here," he smiled, looking quite confident.
