Viktor had arrived to a 40's dinner near the dusty edge of Chinatown. The place was an old nostalgia trip from the mid-21th century - before yuzu vinaigrettes, before acai margaritas, before pigs whose lineage is better-traced than the Queen of England's, there was ham and eggs.

Kamarov and his partner were already regulars in the diner, by the time he had sat down, the waitres was already standing next to him:

**"Hey Yuri! Gonna have the regular, huh?"**

Viktor replied, smirking:

**"Yeah, the same for Marcus."**

It was not long until the meal was served. He began waiting for the food to cool down and his partner to arrive. A couple of minutes later, a [grey Ferrari](http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cf/SC06_2006_Ferrari_F430_Spider.jpg) had stalled in the small parking area - his partner had arrived.