The stench of stale food invaded their nose as they entered the high end restaurant. Aphrodite's would normally be buzzing with regulars eating with friends or family. People would have booked in advance and waiting lists were made each night. It was the 'in place' to be in this part of the City. The Chef renowned for his unusual cooking techniques. The restaurant took on all of Aphrodite's qualities. The place was full of beautiful things. Flower walls. Large fancy vases. Mirrors and mosaics. Intimate tables exclusively for lovers on dates. The menu full of fish dishes named after infamous sailors. Aphrodite, the protector of sailors, sat centre of the restaurant in a mosaic pond. Looking spectacular with half her bosom on display and a hand held out luring in the guests. The place was ar
