Janus replied, “In fact, the restaurant’s already closed. The two people that you just saw are my old friends’ children. It’s already so late, but they haven’t eaten lunch yet. So I told them to go upstairs.”

Janus then added, “But since you’re already here, I can’t possibly let your trip here be for naught. Do take a seat on the first floor. Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll prepare it for you right away.”

“Okay.” Christian nodded with a smile. “Thank you, Boss.”

He then said to Merlin, “Merlin, feel free to sit down. I’ll let you try the best Oskian-style roast goose in all of New York.”

Merlin smacked his lips in anticipation. “Geez. I actually just want to have a couple of drinks right now.”

His gaze fell on the small wine cabinet behind the restaurant counter. Surprised, he asked, “Boss, you sell Macallan here?”

“Yes.” Janus smiled . “It’s imported from Oskia. Would you like to try a bottle?”

Merlin grinned cheerfully. “Yes! Give us two bottles!”

Christian teased, “Yo