We walked around Tiananmen Square for quite some time, looking at the gardens and the historic sites. Around 8pm, we went back to our car.
"We're going to have dinner, aren't we? I'm hungry," I told Jade.
"Yes. We are going to eat somewhere."
She entered our destination in the GPS and drove off.
We came to a lively place with a lake, bars, restaurants, and people busking.
"Where are we?" I asked Jade over the busy noise of the area.
"Shichahai. There are good bars and restaurants here," she answered me as she led the way into one of the restaurants.
We ate our fill in there but we didn't stay long. Jade led the way again to a bar.
So, we are really drinking.
"You were serious about drinking."
"I'll tell you what Mr. Nikolaev. I mean most of what I say to you."
I chuckled lightly.
"Most? That means not all. Okay."
"But we're not going to drink a lot because we have our flight tomorrow."
