Carson stands outside the Petrossian waiting for you to arrive. As you approach he's relieved to see you're at least his type. The gentleman he is, he takes your hand and kisses the back of it. It's an delight to meet you. He leads you into the Prtrossian and to a table where afternoon tea and champagne is already laid out. I suppose we should get to know each other.
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