Kat checked herself out in the mirror for the third time since getting dressed. The short black dress was neutral enough for dinner with her grandfather, and yet dressy enough to not have the photographers whining about her looking sloppy.
A trio of security personnel fell in around her as she stepped out into the lobby, forming a protective circle.
She didn't complain. The crowd was huge and enthusiastic, almost to the point of giving her a case of agoraphobia. The hum of happy customers swirled around her as she walked to the restaurant.
Kat grinned, caught up in the contagious euphoria. The gold and silver decorations were perfect, the antique-style wooden furniture taking her back to an earlier time, a more genteel era with all of the pomp and circumstance of the time. It wasn't imp
