[Once Eames arrives to the second floor he will a nice the table set for two, not too fancy, not too informal. Just how they liked it, with style.
The food's in the oven, but there's no sign of the point man anywhere. There is, however, a small red letter with the the name 'Eames' written in it. Open it?]
The food's in the oven, but there's no sign of the point man anywhere. There is, however, a small red letter with the the name 'Eames' written in it. Open it?]
[The place was, at the very least, big. The museum was not a building one could miss, neither was the giant spider next to it. The curves on the building were random and they caught and reflex the light and the sky. It was a beautiful view and the tourist were clearly enjoying it. So was certain hard haired man, not a tourist for sure, staring at the reflex of the Guggenheim in the water. ]