Absolutely!

It's more than delicious!

Sammy fills their glasses again.

You don't mind another glass, do you?

oh no! Fill me up. The only time I ever drink is with my meal.

Other than the one time I had this very strong Bloody Mary...I was out for quiet some time

Lauren finishes off her meal and sips her wine waiting on Sammy

I have an idea. There are some pictures from my trip to Amsterdam I wan to show you.

Why dont we take a couple of bottles with us? We do need to catch up on a few other things as well, so...

And who cares if we get drunk then, right?

Looking at Lauren, Sammy calls for Danny to pay the bill.

Danny walks over empty handed, smiling 

Dinner is on my guys, its no problem. Enjoy the rest of your evening eh?

Thanks very much Danny! This was a great meal the best I have had in a long time

Lauren gives Danny a hug and walks out with Nickje

Lauren dumps Nickje off outside and walks back in to get Sammy

He was a bit drunk... Just helped him outside

Lauren walks out with Sammy this time

Danny leans over to Sammy 

Now thats a situation..

ach, these drunks these days...

After hearing so many great things about this resturant, Stephen finally has a chance to find out for himself how good it actually is. Stephen has a little extra pep in his step as he approaches the revolving door, because his love for money can only be matched by one thing in this world, and that is food. Well it can be matched by a couple of others, but no need to waste your time with the details, food is on his mind currently. After looking over the menu, Stephen has made his choices and is approached by his waiter. The waiter makes a couple of suggestions but Stephen decides to stick with his first choices...

Thank you for the suggestions but I have decided to go with the Bruschetta as a starter. I will also have a Sicilian salad, and for the main course please bring me the Fusilli Contadina. I would like a glass of Red Wine with my meal please and a glass of sparkling water for now. Stephen smiles as the waiter places his order in the kitchen and his water and bruchetta arrive.

Danny steps out of the kitchen, walking over to, Mr. Grammauta extending his arm shaking the mans hand.

Hello there, I hope everything is pleasant. Anything else you need please, do not hesitate to ask.

As Bamboo strolls down the street of Detroit he remembers his family members speak of a local place they all hang out at. He walks over to the nearest pay phone ringing up his friend Rebel.

Bamboo: Hey Rebel, Whats the joint in Detroit everyone hangs out at.

Rebel: L'esperienza di Detroit, you can't miss it man.

Bamboo: Ok man I think Im going there and grabbing a bite to eat.

Rebel: Ok mate, enjoy it!

Bamboo: haha, I will man.

Bamboo hangs up the phone walking away from the payphone , he turns his head and see L'esperienza di Detroit. He walks across the street flipping off the stopped honking horns coming from the cars that slammed on breaks. He walks into the place and is greeted by his Boss's Right Hand Man.

Hey Danny, got a seat open?

Danny laughs at Bamboo and motions him over to a empty table and hands him a menu. Bamboo looks at Danny.

What would you reccommend Danny?

Danny takes the menu and points to Fettuccine alla Tequila. Bamboo looks at him and agrees with him.

I will have thatthen Danny.

Bamboo smiles as Danny takes the menu walking off to the kitchen to tell the chef the order. Bamboo sits back and relaxes as his food is cooked.

Danny has Bamboos food delivered to him, the finest plate of Fettuccine alla Tequila ever spawned. Satisfied with the day he goes and takes a seat at one of the tables ordering his favorite. Chicken Marsala. Within a few moments his dish arrives, Danny can't wait ti dive into it. Bite after bite he enjoys the succulent chicken so tender yet juicy. The Marsala sauce itself to die for. Danny's only regret at the end of his meal is that it was over. Satisfied he sits there drink in hand taking a few sips.

Francie  has been walking the sidewalks of Detroit since early morning.  She suddenly realizes how hungry she is, as she comes upon a sign reading: L'Esperienza Di Detroit Restaurant.  She pushes the door open, and immediately all her senses are aroused.

Francie gasps at the beauty of the interior of the restaurant.  The aroma is absolutely tantalizing.  After she is seated, she looks over the menu carefully.  "Everything sounds so wonderful,"  She says to herself.  I don't know how I will ever choose."  As she looks at the drink menu, she decides she will order the red wine imported from Sicily. 

As she waits for someone to come and take her order, she watches all the people around her and takes in the surroundings.

Taking a seat McDermott looks over the menu. Thinking to himself how it's awful odd how he always seems alone in Detroit.

"This city has become quite slow it seems."

Getting the attention of the server McDermott orders an imported beer accompanied by chicken parmigiana. Looking around the restaurant McDermott reaches into his pocket for a piece of paper given to him. Reading the piece of paper off he realizes he has to be across town in twenty five minutes. Reading the name off and location to himself in memorization the server returns with his food.

"Looks lovely, thank you."

As he eats his meal McDermott realizes time is getting short. Waiving down the server he asks for the check meanwhile denying dessert. Putting on his jacket McDermott lays down a one hundred dollar bill.

"Thanks for the wonderful service." McDermott winks as he walks out and the waitress finds a hotel name and room number.

Danny walks around his establishment, business had taken him away from it. His life going well, soon he would be marrying the woman of his dreams, business was great. Things were quiet Finlay he could be alone with his establishment.

The breeze outside was brisk and rather chilly, as Neville entered Danny's fine establishment his heart was lifted at the warm, friendly atmosphere. After hanging his coat up he approaches the bar.

Good evening Danny, how are you doing? Could i have a Tortellini Alfredo please, and a Canadian whiskey whilst i wait?

Danny smiles shaking the hand of his customer firmly, personally bringing the bottle pouring Neville his drink. Within a few moments he has his waiter bring the order to the kitchen.

I am alright thank you, enjoy the bottle its on me, that should warm you up. Your order should be ready soon. 

The girl in the red dress arrives outside of the L'Esperienza Di Detroit Restaurant in Mad Dog's personal Chrysler Airflow Fordor. She steps out, giving a flick of her hair before handing the keys to a valet boy, "you scratch the paintwork and I'll kill you, do you understand?" She gives him a smile and a wink before entering the building. Inside she is immediately attended to by one of the waiters and led to a table for two. she takes her coat off and hands it to the waitress who places it in the coat room. "Oh, while your there, could you get me a glass of red wine?" After seeing the waitress acknowledge her request the girl in the red dress buries herself in the menu to decide what she will eat.

Danny notices anew customer arrive, walking over he smiles introducing himself.

Hello, Im Danny, the owner of this fine establishment, I noticed you were pondering over what to eat, Might I recomend the Chicken Marsala, its delicious trust me you will not be disappointed, I see you went with the red wine tonight, might I offer you a complimentary bottle of my own family brand? I assure you it will be the best you have ever had.

Danny stands there smiling wondering what the nice lady would like.

The girl in the red dress smiles at Danny Mancini before taking the bottle from his hands.

"why thank you hun, you must stay for a glass, my date wont be here for a while anyway." The girl in the red dress picks her purse off of the floor and pulls out a cirarette, she was just about to light it when she remembered that the owner was standing over her. "I'm sorry, do you mind?"