Voren felt it too, quickly walking around the front of the car and falling into step beside her without a word, and they walked in together.
The same table was open. The one tucked slightly back from the main floor, with the good sightlines and the low light. Neither of them mentioned it. They just walked to it and sat down.
Seraphine picked up the menu and looked at it without reading it.
She felt the change in the room a moment before she identified the cause. The approaching footsteps were too smooth, not a regular server's gait. She lowered the menu.
The man standing at their table was more polished than a regular waiter, wearing the kind of jacket that didn't belong on the floor staff. He smiled at both of them with the practiced warmth of someone very accustomed to managing impressions.
"Good evening." His eyes moved between them with open appreciation. "How can I help you tonight, Alpha Voren and Luna Seraphine?"
"Just Sera is fine," Seraphine said automatically.
