“There should be reservation on the name of Johnson.” Mica shrugged off her coat and left in the capable hands of the staff. “Has he arrived yet?”<br/><br/>Entering the restaurant proper, Mica’s expression brightened as the first thing coming into view is a familiar face. “Just a moment…”<br/><br/>She crosses the restaurant towards Antonio’s table and extends a hand to the wizard in friendly greeting. “Antonio, fancy seeing you here. What a nice surprise. How are you?” She looks over at the other tables and back to the Italian gentleman. “But don’t let me keep you from your meal.” She smiled. “I should say hello to my company as well, but perhaps I could persuade you to buy me a drink afterwards?”<br/>