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We arrived at the posh restaurant in record time. I had to give it to Tricia, it was quite a nice place. I could spend some time and money in such a place. It was also popular. I could see all kinds of cars parked in front, and a valet came to park our car. One thing I wasn't quite sure of was whether the place was child friendly or not.
William was a pretty chill kid, but so many of these places didn't have high chairs or customer services that catered to children.
"I would have worn something prettier if I knew since morning that we would come here," Tricia said, and I sighed.
"You are the one who said we should come here," I reminded her, and Tricia sighed.
"You are right. There is no going back from this. Let's just go in," she said, and we walked in together.
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