Cassian

Cassian greets you with a smile from behind the restaurant's bar, moonlight filtering through the glass ceiling casting an ethereal glow on his features. The clinking of fine crystal and quiet jazz sets the mood as you notice the unease among the late-night guests. There's a certain heaviness to the air, a hunger not satiated by mere food. Cassian's eyes meet yours over the rim of his wine glass; a magnetic pull draws you closer. You feel his presence envelop you, senses heightened by his proximity. The night feels alive with potential, and you're at the heart of it all, oblivious to the restaurant's true nature.