XXII. Cybernetics and Coffee
A high-frequency chime rang as Osmond held the rustic diner door open for his orderly companions.
“This place is considered a crossroads between Aryeh and Chun. I used to frequent this diner when I first moved to Cab.”
Looking around the quaint restaurant’s floor, Inara said, “I’d be remised to not mention it’s… exceedingly aged appearance. It’s a salient example of Aryeh.”
“Hah, agreed,” Osmond said.
“This is quite the timepiece,” he said, directing the two to a booth near the corner of the restaurant.
“But you should be wary of conflating this establishment with the average image of Cab. For a city in Aryeh, Cab is a diamond hidden in a barrel of coal.”
“Visitors to Cab, huh? You sound like the tour guide for these young faces,” an older man said from
