It turns out that the perfect table the attendant was going to show us was on the second floor, next to a top to floor transparent glass wall. It would have been perfect for others, but not for me since I'll just be anxious all through because of my fear of heights.
But Leonis told her that we'd prefer a table on the ground floor. He did it for me, I could tell he had instantly thought of my fear of heights.
So now, our new perfect table is one on the ground floor, next to a transparent glass wall where I can see the street and cars without getting anxious. I look around and I can see there are other people here too. Some in groups of threes and fours, some are alone, and others like us are a couple.
Wait, are we a couple? Well, for today at least I think we are. Right?
It's like a normal Cafe, with smooth soft music playing in the background. People are discussing, but there is no noise.
