She recognizes him, of course, from the last time she was here. Wonders if he'll recognize her, in the guise of staff instead of patron.
Seth nudges her toward the House Varadeem table. "Go ahead," he says in an undertone, "you take the pride of lions. Nadbornik's at the next table and I'd better take him."
"What?" She blinks up at him. "Why?"
"I'll explain later." And he heads toward the other table, and the perfectly human-looking couple sitting there. For a moment she wonders if he's deliberately dumping the harder job on her, but then she puts it out of her mind. Just go.
A practiced smile as she nears Lord Vayan's table, and the first words of the practiced spiel: "Good evening, my name's Emma, I'll be your server tonight...."
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Seth nudges her toward the House Varadeem table. "Go ahead," he says in an undertone, "you take the pride of lions. Nadbornik's at the next table and I'd better take him."
"What?" She blinks up at him. "Why?"
"I'll explain later." And he heads toward the other table, and the perfectly human-looking couple sitting there. For a moment she wonders if he's deliberately dumping the harder job on her, but then she puts it out of her mind. Just go.
A practiced smile as she nears Lord Vayan's table, and the first words of the practiced spiel: "Good evening, my name's Emma, I'll be your server tonight...."