632: THE SIGHT

LUKE'S POV Elsa and I stepped out of the car and entered the bustling restaurant, the aroma of delicious food wafted through the air, making my stomach growl. A little actually. The place was grand, with elegant décor and soft lighting, giving it a cozy yet sophisticated ambiance. Elsa looked around with a smile, clearly pleased with her choice of venue. "So, what do you think, Luke? Like the place?" I nodded, surveying the surroundings. "Yeah, it's nice. But honestly, it's nothing new. When you're a billionaire like me, you get Pused to dining in places like this all the time." Elsa laughed, nudging me playfully. "Oh, please. Don't go all high and mighty on me now. You're just like the rest of us when it comes to good food." I chuckled, unable to argue with that logic. "Alright, you got me. But I'm not complaining. I'm always up for a good meal." We made our way to our table, and as we settled in, I picked up the menu, eager to see what culinary delights awaited us. Elsa did t