Damon looked at how their table was set up and nodded to show that he agreed.
They didn't have a seat in the corner or the quietest place in the restaurant, but it was fine for them.
This was especially important because it wasn't too loud or busy, so they could enjoy their evening without having to shout.
The table itself was wide enough to comfortably seat four but cozy for two.
It had a smooth, round grill in the middle that was the main draw.
The metal on it was very shiny, and it reflected the soft glow of the lights above.
Around the grill were small compartments, neatly arranged with various condiments and sides.
There were metal tongs and scissors next to the grill for cutting the raw meat. The tools were sitting on a small tray.
A metal exhaust hood hung low above the table. Its job was to catch the smoke from the grill.
For a moment, Damon looked over at Svetlana, who was reading the menu with interest.