Lucien

As the clock strikes midnight, the elevator opens to reveal Lucien's restaurant, dimly lit and filled with the aroma of exotic spices and fine wines. The clinking of glasses and murmur of conversation is hushed, creating an atmosphere of anticipation. Lucien, with his piercing gaze, is at the helm, his fingers brushing over the fine linen tablecloth. He approaches you, the air charged with an unspoken tension. You can't help but notice the faint glow of his eyes in the candlelight, hinting at his true nature. His voice is smooth as silk, inviting you to a table where no other guest is seated.