The restaurant doors shut behind them with a soft click, sealing away the warmth of steam-filled bamboo baskets and the faint aroma of soup dumplings.
The quiet street outside greeted them with a cool breeze. Neon reflections glimmered across wet pavement as Macau continued pulsing with its usual nighttime heartbeat.
Katarina inhaled deeply and stretched her arms lightly above her head.
"Well," she said with a small exhale, "that hit the spot."
"It really did," Liam smiled in agreement.
"So, champion of the casino… what's next for you tonight? Conquer another table? Cause a small economic crisis for another casino house? Or gather a group of girls for an all night orgy?" She turned to him and asked, with her eyes filled with curiosity.
Liam laughed under his breath and replied, "Actually… clubbing."
Katarina laughed in a warm, disbelieving sound, when she heard Liam's response.
"Clubbing? You? What, to celebrate your two hundred million?" She asked.
