This restaurant was famous and expensive for a reason.
Not only was the food well known, there was also a fine selection of wines and there was excellent service.
It didn't take long before all of us had a glass of wine in front of us.
I wasn't really a wine guy, so I didn't know if this was good wine or not. However, the orange haired girl took one sniff before her eyes lit up and she started giving a detailed description of the wine.
I heard terms like "best pick of the crop, finely filtered with magic, and stirred with only the purest oak spoon", but I really couldn't understand most of what she said in the end.
This orange haired girl didn't keep talking about it for long as she realized that she was rambling.
After she caught herself, she couldn't help revealing an awkward smile before saying, "It's just one of the hazards of the occupation. When you get caught up in a good product, you just can't help yourself."
