On her way out Alexis had chosen not to tell Isabelle anything. Well, for now. She would surely gossip about it later. But for now, she had to deal with the restaurant.
It was around two in the afternoon when she had left with the guards. Sometimes it felt like she had a motorcade and to be honest, the feeling wasn't bad. She liked it.
"What are we going there for?" Nikita asked.
"The chef called. He is helping me pick out the candidates for chefs and sous chefs and the wait staff. But I have to give the ad out for that one." Alexis dutifully informed her.
"Oh, that seems a little too.."
"Much and boring to do?" She completed Nikita's sentence for her. "I know but it comes with. So deal with it, lady!"
Nikita hummed and looked out of the window. It was rush hour and they were not reaching their destination any sooner. Alexis had told to the driver to not hurry and take his time. Driving was not an easy job.
