Vivian reluctantly walked into the restaurant, a knot in her stomach. She stopped at the hostess platform, "Hi, I'm meeting a friend here for dinner. Name's Quincy." The hostess looked in the reservation journal in front of her, "Oh, yes, he's waiting for you at the bar. He wanted me to give you this." She handed Vivian a small envelope - the size that would normally come with flowers.
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