In the evening, President Barry found himself seated at the head of a grand dining table in the Blackwatch Command Center. However, in reality, it was just a conference room converted into a dining area for the occasion. Around him, his closest advisors and members of Blackwatch sat, engaged in conversation about the day's discussions.
Since they had already discussed the pressing matters earlier, Richard found no need to revisit the discussion and simply focused on having a meal with the President as a gesture of camaraderie. The atmosphere was formal yet congenial, with conversations flowing smoothly between bites of food.
"So…Richard, that girl sitting next to you, that's your girlfriend I recalled," Barry said, flickering his gaze to Sara.
Richard placed a hand over Sara and nodded with a smile. "Yes, Mr. President," he confirmed, pride evident in his voice as he introduced her.
