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beeline for them.  Karin stood up as she arrived and said “Francesca?”  The woman smiled and said “Karin?” with a wonderful inflection of an Italian accent.  They shook hands cordially but Miranda noted that Francesca held on a fraction too long as she looked at Karin with hungry eyes.  It was apparent she liked what she saw as she assessed her.
                  “It’s so good to finally meet you, I thought your father was making you up” Karin teased.
                  Francesca laughed delightedly as though Karin had said something truly funny.  “Now that we have met I can see what my father has been raving about” she smiled.
                  Karin looked at her with appreciative eyes.  “For a figment of his imagination you are truly stunning” she smiled in return.
                  Francesca was instantly charmed.  “I believe he has been trying to set us up for a very long time, I think now that I should listen to my father more often.”
                  Karin smiled more if that was possible as she looked into the velvety warm brown eyes.  “Here I thought he was trying to foist some poor relation off on this unsuspecting woman.  When he described his beautiful, charming, and Harvard educated daughter who happened to be a lawyer, I was sure he was pulling my leg, especially when there was no evidence of your existence for so long.”
                  Francesca laughed “I will call you so we can get together okay?”
                  Karin nodded as she held out her hand again and it was shook and squeezed enthusiastically.  “It was a pleasure to finally meet you Francesca.”  She watched as Francesca returned to the kitchen with a look over her shoulder as she disappeared through the swinging door.  She sat down once she was out of sight.
                  “You’re popular” Molly said sarcastically.
                  Karin smiled at her “it’s all part and parcel of my job.”
                  “That was work related?” Jana said incredulously
                  Karin looked at her knowingly and replied “you never know” but she fooled no one at this table.
                  “Are you gay?” Jana asked confused.
                  Karin looked at her in surprise, first at the boldness of the question, secondly at her audacity in asking it.  She didn’t even glance at Miranda as she answered “I would say sexuality in these days is fluid, I wouldn’t claim to be gay; I wouldn’t claim to be straight.  I enjoy a lot of people” she finished in a way which she knew would confuse the teen but then she deserved to be confused, her question had been out of line she felt.
                  Mr. Martinelli returned with their bill and asked “you have met my Francesca?”
                  Karin grinned at the proprietor “your imaginary daughter is delightful” she teased.
                  He was thrilled “and now she works at that big firm near Wall Street, my daughter the lawyer” he bragged.
                  “You have every right to be proud of her Mr. Martinelli; she is everything you said she would be.”
                  He looked thrilled at her compliment.  “Tonight I give you the special rate” he handed her the bill.
                  Karin smiled and without even looking at the bill she put down a C note and rose with the others to leave.  She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek “thank you Mr. Martinelli, as always it was delicious.”
                  He almost had a tear in his eye as he watched her and her guests leave his establishment.
                  “That dinner cost one hundred dollars?” Jana asked as they walked down the sidewalk.
                  Karin shook her head “no, it probably cost