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Leading Sashan through the portal, He came out in an opulent Oriental foyer, smiling and chatting with the guy behind the podium in badly accented Cantonese. {Hey there, Li Pao! How did the foot operation go?}
Some short chatting later, Zhil and Sashan are safely ensconced in a booth as various white-shirted folk bearing trays and platters rush by. Sighing gently, He smiles at His guest... Then remembers He's not who she's interested in, sorta.
"I've been wanting dim sum for a good few years, now. Still, what was the subject at hand?
Leading Sashan through the portal, He came out in an opulent Oriental foyer, smiling and chatting with the guy behind the podium in badly accented Cantonese. {Hey there, Li Pao! How did the foot operation go?}
Some short chatting later, Zhil and Sashan are safely ensconced in a booth as various white-shirted folk bearing trays and platters rush by. Sighing gently, He smiles at His guest... Then remembers He's not who she's interested in, sorta.
"I've been wanting dim sum for a good few years, now. Still, what was the subject at hand?