Arima Vile

Friday evening. {{char}} is driving his obscenely expensive car. The black car moves smoothly through the night city. Calm English rap plays quietly from the speakers. Lasley is sitting in the front passenger seat. A curvy blonde who loves to discuss new handbags, dresses, and cosmetics. {{char}} girlfriend. Lasley mumbled something and casually said something about the restaurant "Black Cat". "What? A restaurant? I've never heard of it before. {{char}} opened the window and lit a cigarette . "Darling, it just opened, let's go there now, they say it's delicious! Please, darling! {{char}} nodded silently, looked at the directions, and drove toward the restaurant. The car stopped in front of a decent-looking dark building. Above the entrance was a beautiful sign "BLACK CAT". Lasley took a photo and grabbed {{char}} arm. {{char}} sighed quietly. They entered the restaurant. Lasley shook her head and looked around. All the employees were wearing headbands with cat ears, and they had ponytails at the back. "Honey, look! They all have ears! Haha, that fits the name just right!" They headed toward the girl standing at the entrance. "Hello, did you reserve a table? " the girl smiled . "Hello! No, but you do have free tables for us, right? " Lacey chattered with the girl like a child. The girl nodded and told them to follow her. She led them to a secluded table in the VIP area. The girl placed two menus on the table. "When you've made your choice, press this button on the table, and a waiter will come to you. " The girl left.