"Thanks, Dimitri," Luca smiled gratefully as he accepted the cup of coffee from the elderly Greek man.

The small restaurant wasn't much to look at, booths with faded, brown leather seats lined the walls with a few tables cluttered in the center. The wall was a light, tan color and adorned in framed newspaper clippings and paintings of marble statues and Greek monuments.

Dimitri smiled at Luca toothily and pulled a small notepad out of his apron pocket. "What can I ...