**Three days**

Ethan tapped a button on the armrest of his chair without breaking his slight smirk. A small green light blinked near the booth door, and a few minutes later, the woman from earlier appeared, her steps quick and polished as she was used to being summoned.

He leaned back lazily.

"A spare glass please," he said simply.

She bowed her head slightly and turned on her heel. It didn’t take long before she returned, carrying a tray. Two extra glasses sat on it, along with a small ...