She made her way to the Bismarck, checked in with one of the waiters to confirm her reservation, and was promptly escorted to a table topped with elegant linen seated next to a seaside view. Lynx made a small smile as she looked at the tableware prepared ever so neatly. A young, Miqo'te waitress soon made her way to the table, giving a bow and handing out a menu to the woman in red at the table.
"Miss Wolfe, 'tis a pleasure to serve you here again. We've just received a shipment of fine wines from Wineport; shall I get you a glass?"
Lynx turned her head towards the waitress, looking briefing into the Miqo'te's eyes and offering a faint smile. "One of the finer reds. I trust your judgment on which one shall suit my tastes."
The waitress gave a small nod and a cheery expression as Lynx offered her answer. "Of course!" She left Lynx alone for a moment, tending to a second and third table before retreating inside. Within a few minutes, she appeared with a small bottle and a wine glass. She set the wine glass down, uncorked the bottle, and grabbed the glass to tilt it at an angle to seamlessly pour the dark liquid in. She set the glass back down in front of Lynx, with the bottle and cork at the side. The waitress beamed at Lynx once more.
"Cabernet Sauvignon; a fine red like you requested. Shall we move onto the meal, Miss Wolfe?" ((Have no idea if IRL wine types also apply in Eorzea))
"Ah. The meal." Lynx glanced at the island on her right from her table before answering. "Chef Lyngsath is not busy now, is he?"
The Miqo'te hestitated a moment before responding. "He is currently servicing one other patron's meal, but should be ready for the next within half a bell."
Lynx let out a small chuckle as she took hold of her wine glass. "Sauteed coeurl with a black truffle risotto please."
The waitress gave a bow before turning her attention towards the other guests at the Bismarck. Lynx held up the wine glass in her hand, lightly swirling the contents inside before taking a generous sip.
Such a beautiful red. I expect the coeurl and risotto to pair nicely with it.Â
Lynx turned her body slightly towards the right to take in more of the seaside view the Bismarck provided. She continued to gingerly sip and think to herself.
When I first discovered you, my dear Red, I developed quite the interest. I examined your precious values. From these values, however, I found you to be... passionate, yet far too trusting. You are an asset whose loyalty I did not have to buy. First... I think I shall refine your taste. Improve your versatility. What comes next is yet to be decided.
Lynx turned her head as the waitress came back with the requested dishes. The combined smells of both the risotto and coeurl permeated her as she took a small sniff of the plates. There is a certain type of elegance found only in fine cooking, and Lynx is willing to pay well for such a treat.
"Miss Wolfe, here is the sauteed coeurl and black truffle risotto you requested. I trust it is to your liking?"
Lynx picked up a fork and knife, cutting into the coeurl meat to check the inside. It was cooked well, it seemed, much to her delight. "Very much so." She says, giving a nod towards the waitress. She pulls out a large amount of gil from her satchel, setting it on the table for the waitress to take.
"Excellent! Please let me know if you need anything else." The waitress said gleefully, before giving a small bow and taking the gil for the meal. She retreated back into the building for a moment, but was soon back out and servicing the other guests. Lynx cut up the meal into small parts, taking in the meal bite after savory bite. She alternated every few bites with a sip of her wine, careful not to break from the routine she established. Slowly but surely, the meal and the wine bottle whittled down to where only a tinge of wine remained within the bottle and the glass. At the conclusion of her meal, she carefully set the tableware into piles for the waitress to carry away, so that she may waste less time at her table. She lingered a little longer in her chair to take in the view once more before setting off from the Bismarck. A few steps outside from the Bismarck, she put her hand up to her ear to speak into a pearl.
"The packages have made their way into the Moraby Drydocks? Sooner than I expected. Take them through Oschon's Embrace; you should have no trouble getting past the Yellowjackets there." She pauses to listen to the other side speak. "It isn't illegal what you're carrying around; it's just valuable. Upon successful delivery, you'll earn three months wage as a bonus."
With a click of her pearl, she turned off her end and made her way towards the ferry in the city.
I think I shall do as I please now.
"Miss Wolfe, 'tis a pleasure to serve you here again. We've just received a shipment of fine wines from Wineport; shall I get you a glass?"
Lynx turned her head towards the waitress, looking briefing into the Miqo'te's eyes and offering a faint smile. "One of the finer reds. I trust your judgment on which one shall suit my tastes."
The waitress gave a small nod and a cheery expression as Lynx offered her answer. "Of course!" She left Lynx alone for a moment, tending to a second and third table before retreating inside. Within a few minutes, she appeared with a small bottle and a wine glass. She set the wine glass down, uncorked the bottle, and grabbed the glass to tilt it at an angle to seamlessly pour the dark liquid in. She set the glass back down in front of Lynx, with the bottle and cork at the side. The waitress beamed at Lynx once more.
"Cabernet Sauvignon; a fine red like you requested. Shall we move onto the meal, Miss Wolfe?" ((Have no idea if IRL wine types also apply in Eorzea))
"Ah. The meal." Lynx glanced at the island on her right from her table before answering. "Chef Lyngsath is not busy now, is he?"
The Miqo'te hestitated a moment before responding. "He is currently servicing one other patron's meal, but should be ready for the next within half a bell."
Lynx let out a small chuckle as she took hold of her wine glass. "Sauteed coeurl with a black truffle risotto please."
The waitress gave a bow before turning her attention towards the other guests at the Bismarck. Lynx held up the wine glass in her hand, lightly swirling the contents inside before taking a generous sip.
Such a beautiful red. I expect the coeurl and risotto to pair nicely with it.Â
Lynx turned her body slightly towards the right to take in more of the seaside view the Bismarck provided. She continued to gingerly sip and think to herself.
When I first discovered you, my dear Red, I developed quite the interest. I examined your precious values. From these values, however, I found you to be... passionate, yet far too trusting. You are an asset whose loyalty I did not have to buy. First... I think I shall refine your taste. Improve your versatility. What comes next is yet to be decided.
Lynx turned her head as the waitress came back with the requested dishes. The combined smells of both the risotto and coeurl permeated her as she took a small sniff of the plates. There is a certain type of elegance found only in fine cooking, and Lynx is willing to pay well for such a treat.
"Miss Wolfe, here is the sauteed coeurl and black truffle risotto you requested. I trust it is to your liking?"
Lynx picked up a fork and knife, cutting into the coeurl meat to check the inside. It was cooked well, it seemed, much to her delight. "Very much so." She says, giving a nod towards the waitress. She pulls out a large amount of gil from her satchel, setting it on the table for the waitress to take.
"Excellent! Please let me know if you need anything else." The waitress said gleefully, before giving a small bow and taking the gil for the meal. She retreated back into the building for a moment, but was soon back out and servicing the other guests. Lynx cut up the meal into small parts, taking in the meal bite after savory bite. She alternated every few bites with a sip of her wine, careful not to break from the routine she established. Slowly but surely, the meal and the wine bottle whittled down to where only a tinge of wine remained within the bottle and the glass. At the conclusion of her meal, she carefully set the tableware into piles for the waitress to carry away, so that she may waste less time at her table. She lingered a little longer in her chair to take in the view once more before setting off from the Bismarck. A few steps outside from the Bismarck, she put her hand up to her ear to speak into a pearl.
"The packages have made their way into the Moraby Drydocks? Sooner than I expected. Take them through Oschon's Embrace; you should have no trouble getting past the Yellowjackets there." She pauses to listen to the other side speak. "It isn't illegal what you're carrying around; it's just valuable. Upon successful delivery, you'll earn three months wage as a bonus."
With a click of her pearl, she turned off her end and made her way towards the ferry in the city.
I think I shall do as I please now.
