As I stood there, lost in thought, Yura joined me, slipping her hand into mine. "How are you feeling?" she asked, her voice a comforting balm.
"A bit nervous, but mostly excited," I admitted. "This gala is a big deal."
"Don't worry," Yura said with a playful glint in her eye. "We've got this. Besides, who could resist 'The Garden Bloom' cocktail?"
I laughed, feeling some of the tension melt away. "You're right. If nothing else, we'll win them over with our signature drink."
The evening approached, and the first guests began to arrive. The restaurant sparkled with twinkling lights and lush greenery, creating an atmosphere of enchantment. The staff was on point, moving with practiced efficiency and grace. I took a deep breath, ready to greet the attendees and ensure everything ran smoothly.