<div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/be81/stv2txh3484qk3g6g.jpg)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Milchbar - Zurich</span></strong> <br/><br/>_________________</div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/221a/q0v43v8wi3w57n66g.jpg)</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">All things considered, perfect!  We’re proceeding into public in a most private way.  A hired car takes us to the restaurant.  We have reservations with the most out of way seating.  Basically, no exposure to the public commuter services (might there be an alert that has been spread over this so-called kidnapping?  I should contact Rapido).<br/><br/>I seat Jaclyn at the table.  <strong>“It’s called Milchbar.  When you regain your sight, we could return.  Charming.  And the food is delightful.  We can order some breakfast rolls, you could manage an omelet I’m sure.”</strong>  The waiter is at our side and I nod yes, that’s what we’d like to start.<br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/0d06/edp7l4ylbdz97uv6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Ari Warcaof </span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Businessman <br/>(of sorts) </span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">It’s calm.  But I definitely don’t trust the situation.  <br/><br/>“Let’s relax and enjoy ourselves.  In a few hours we’ll take on the eye issue which is minor I truly hope.  Wicked what they did.” <br/><br/>I will enjoy the brunch but worry is not easily banished—Peter’s too involved with concern and Jaclyn, I don’t know about her.<br/><br/></span>