Stef said as she gazed around at the opulent decorations of the restaurant. Styled in early 1900's art deco, the furnishings, artwork, and decorations were all authentic to that period but, they were blended with modern work as well taking away the garish nature and making the place look timeless. "I hope the food is as good as the decorations." Bruce said in a half whisper and laughed quietly. Stef nudged him and they smiled.
"It will be." She said with a mischievous incest gallery glance. "Trust me, I hear the food is the best free incest sex here."
Bruce wanted to ask more but the maitre'd arrived to show them to their table. He was a snooty stuffed shirt type who had much to high a value on himself. They exchanged glances that said what an ass they thought he was and had to stifle snickers. They followed him
