Helena nodded and stood up, tucking in her chair to the table and pulling her dress down a bit for better cleavage. She thanked the waiter again in effortless and silky italian, before nodding for Cisco to follow her out to the front.
Cisco clicked the power button on his phone to see how much battery he had left. 50% would be enough to get him through the night, right? He took the napkin off his lap and set it on the table, pushing in his chair and following the woman.
Cisco backup 