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he replies, motioning us to follow him.
He leads us through the main dining area and into a quieter, cozier section of the restaurant, past an arched doorway that offers a little more privacy. The booth he seats us in is plush and comfortable, and I sink into it, feeling like royalty.
A few moments later, an older man appears, dressed in a well-tailored suit and carrying himself with a quiet authority. His face lights up as he sees us, and he offers a small bow of his head.
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” he says warmly. “I’m Rocco. Any friend of Demitri’s is like family here.” He pauses, giving us a knowing smile. “May I offer to make you our house special? We only make it for very s
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