This was a nice place. A really nice place. Maybe he should suggest it to Yevgeny. He also wasn't sure how he'd managed to sign up for a blind date without even realizing it.

But here he was, checking the paper again. Group 3, Table E2. ... Much to his surprise, there was a rather.. plain looking brunette guy there. Why couldn't they have gotten him someone good looking...?

Raikov walked over to the table and looked down at Maxwell. "... You're here for the blind date, yes?"