"No. It came recommended." She'd looked it up on the internet. Natasha took lunch with clients she was trying to charm money from, sometimes. But that was in a different part of town. And she liked going to new restaurants more than she liked wearing in the old ones.

Natasha was roughly as comfortable as she looked. She never seemed quite at ease, but she was calm and untroubled. She had to decide what she was going to order.