“It was incredible! The guy climbing through the catwalks above us, the boat moving through the water with the steam rising around it. How do they do that?”
“Dry ice and a remote,” Dean answered.
“And the chandelier dropping! I knew it couldn’t be real, but it still scared the shit out of me!” Dean smiled as Marco babbled on as they walked to the restaurant for dinner. An idea hatched in his head for a show for Marco to see on his next trip to the city.
“Wow, all these people have eaten in this restaurant?” asked Marco as he looked at all the autographed pictures on the walls.
“Yes, they have. This place has been here a long time, a very long time.”
They sipped on wine from a bottle Dean had special ordered for the occasion as they waited for their meal to arrive. “What are we doing after this?” Marco asked.