Anne entered the Sirius Software HQ conference bar the next morning for breakfast.
The bar was a not really a bar, but more like a high-end fine dining restaurant, with a full menu and waitstaff.
Anne suppressed her annoyance at the clip-clopping heels of the waitresses, as she made her way to the table where Saladin, Gordon, and Natasha were already seated.
"Miss President, I trust you slept well?" asked Saladin, as he sipped his coffee.
"Yes, thank you," said Anne joining Aaron, Saladin, Gordon, and Natasha at the table.
A uniformed waitress in what Anne recognized as one of Michael DuPont's uniforms - a black blazer, white blouse, black pencil skirt, matte black pantyhose and black stiletto pumps, all in a sharp and sculpted cut - approached their table with a tray of toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon.
She stared in shock as Saladin delicately pierced a piece of bacon with his fork and ate it.
