(Kira's POV)
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"Gosh Kira," Roger said. "When was the last time I saw you?"
"The last stakeholders meeting," I replied as he guided me to the only other chair in the booth. With the flick of a button, the transparent glass turned translucent at once, shielding us from outside eyes.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked.
I nodded, "Yeah, what have you got?"
He smiled widely as he went to the inbuilt bar and pulled out a chilled bottle of wine. He also came with a glass and poured a generous amount for me. He poured for himself and we clinked the drinks in cheers before taking sips.
"Hope I'm not messing up the match for you?" I asked.
He waved that away, "That's what the TV is for."
