When Wright turned away Edgeworth found himself focusing on his companion's profile, his attention drifting from the man's jawline to the boredom lurking in his eye. He followed Wright's gaze, irritation growing as a waiter slipped out of the kitchen to carry someone's meal to their table. Service at this restaurant was usually faster; it seemed as if they'd been waiting an inordinately long time. Frown deepening, Edgeworth raised his glass for another long drink.
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