We ate and talked in the private dining room.
Anthony and I each had a bowl of beef rice noodles, slurping them down. Hallo went with spring rolls and savory pancakes—no broth, so nothing would drip onto his clothes.
When we finished eating, Anthony went to pay the bill. I packed up the tablet and documents on the table, slung my bag over my shoulder, and followed Hallo, who was on crutches. Just as we stepped out of the private room, we ran right into Juyan.
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