<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><em>Tedara Bistro and Bar</em></span></span><br/><div align="center">(http://www.thelaughgarage.com/phoanecian%202.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Carolina walked into the familiar, strong contrasted bistro and glanced about for a waiter. Sure enough, a young woman wearing all black and a purple apron appeared next to her holding a few menu cards and wearing a big, friendly smile. <br/><br/>"Welcome back, miss. Your table is ready right over here , if you follow me..." She walked on before Carolina and lead her to a table by the window. "Can I get you anything or will you wait to order until your company arrives?"<br/><br/>Carolina smiled and took an offered menu, gesturing for the girl to put the others down. "I'll have a latté and wait for the others to arrive to order the rest." She watched the girl nod and leave. She had a good feeling about this meeting. The gallery was a real treasure and if everything went as well as it seemed to promise, she'd have a lovely addition to her collection. A priceless addition, really. She leaned back in the chair, crossed her knees and waited for the others to arrive. </div>