“So-so. What about you?” Rosetta asked Yuri.
He shook his head. “Not so.”
She pouted and wrinkled her nose. “That’s because you drank cocktails.”
He straightened on his stool. “But I already had Sergei order our dinner. It’ll be here in a few minutes. Maybe Angelie and another staff from the restaurant will deliver it.”
She nodded. “Okay.” She paused, looking at him intently. “You haven’t told me the news yet.”
“I haven’t heard from Mikhail yet, after he called me a little while ago. That just means she isn’t found yet,” he answered, sighing and looking down the floor. However, she knew he didn’t see the floor right now. He was in deep thought, worried about his grandmother. She couldn’t even imagine what was going on in his mind right now.
“If you don’t receive any news from your se
