The man was the first to enter the restaurant.
"May I help you?," said the waiter.
"Yes. I have a 6:30 reservation under the name John Stewart."
He looked at his list. "Ah, yes. This way, please."
He lead him to a booth in the back of the restaurant. It was a quiet area, without so many diners.
"Thank you. My date will be here soon. Her name is Maria Kildare."
"Very good. "
The waiter left, and he looked at the menu. He ordered a scotch.
Soon after that, a lady came in.
"Hi. I'm a little late, but I have a 6:30 reservation with John Stewart."
"Ah, yes. This way, please."
The waiter led her to him. They kissed and she sat down. She ordered a glass of white wine and perused the menu."
"I'm sorry I'm a little late."
"That's OK."
The waiter came with her drink. He ordered lamb chops-cooked medium-and she ordered chicken.
They talked small talk. 20 minutes later, their food came.
While eating, Maria slipped her left shoe off. She caressed John's legs with her foot for a bit, then she placed it in his lap.
She had a small slip of paper with some information on it folded between her toes. He discretely brought his hand down, took this paper, and put it in his coat pocket without reading it. Then she put her foot down and put her shoe back on.
They continued their meal with more small talk. When they finished, he paid the tab, and they left the restaurant.
Outside, they kissed.
"Good luck, 99," he whispered.
"See you when this mission is finished, Max."
They walked away in different directions.