Hunny, you are getting nothing less than a five star dining experience. I think we both deserve it after the crap we've put up with.

[And that is how shortly (after some speeding, always with the speeding) they're pulling up to a modern looking restaurant with a line beginning at an outdoor podium and wrapping around the block. Stepping of the car Tony hands the keys to a valet and then he's opening Roslaind's door and offering his hand to help her out. A quick glance at the maître d' and "Carter, back room, thanks" is enough to get them shown into a private room with sliding screen walls, but otherwise tastefully lowkey. Not a dragon or Bhuddha baby in sight.

When they're seated and alone, wait staff off fetching a bottle of wine...]

So are you going to tell me what the bag's about or am I going to have to play twenty questions?