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[ofgreatinterest]

The Hostal Kory is directly in the middle of Coroico, and the attached restaurant is, for all intents and purposes, absolutely charming. Dominic, dressed sharply as per usual, is a little less at ease than he appears, but how he appears is more important than how he actually is.

How he is, is fine; legs crossed, posture easy, menu at an angle

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[onlyneed1shot]

Camille is not, for the record, late - not by Latin American and Southern European standards, anyway. For those standards, she's early. Call it a compromise between conflicting attitudes towards time.

(also, Rocio had dropped her off on the way to her own date, as Camille couldn't get her own car)

True to her word, her dress is nice; black lace, attractive and discreet all in one with thick straps and a hem that is below her knee, a neckline that has a touch of daring only if you look at it. Black heels, with a solid, low heel and thick straps, and while
she isn't wearing any rings, bracelets or necklaces, she's changed her earrings - top pair plain gold-and-topaz, middle pair tiny spiders with topaz for the back, bottom set a pair of thick, twisted gold hoops.

She's also left her hair in its natural, heavy brown curls.

The waiter leads her over, and she gives Greene a warm smile.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting."

[ofgreatinterest]

"Oh, no, no, no, of course not." He looks up as he answers (a quick, discreet once-over) and closes his menu for the time being.

"No trouble getting here?"

[onlyneed1shot]

A quick shake of her head as she sits down (and the waiter pushes her in - despite everything, she does have that effect on men).

"I caught a lift."

[ofgreatinterest]

"Need one back?"