Edward
My father had decided to book an entire restaurant for the evening since he loved his privacy just as much as I did. I think he knew the things we would be discussing would be of a private setting so he did not want anyone ease dropping.
This made Vasili and I a lot more comfortable. No matter what could come up during dinner we knew it would stay between us. Nothing would be leaked. Especially since Dad always made everyone serving us sign an non-disclosure agreement. If one single part of our conversation went into the media the owner would be heavily sued and no one wanted that on their conscious.
We drove ourselves with the company of our guards of course. It was a safer choice since we knew we would not drink heavily. Vasili and I made a pact not to drink for a few weeks, but with the way he would not stop giggling I knew he would most definitely break that pact soon.
