James turns to Elsa and nods in response before focusing on the road. “New York is a very busy city. Millions of people live here and all from different parts of the world. All of different religion and speak different languages. A good place to live and where people feel if they make it here they can make it anywhere.”
“Sounds a little silly to me, I think. Coming to a busy city to realize hour dreams…..however the mass amount of culture is definitely something new and something beautiful to see.” She spoke.
Elsa fidgeted a bit as they kept driving creating snowflakes in her open hand. And melting it and repeating it. Watching in almost a daze. Her focus came back when her stomach growled and she smiled awkwardly.
James nods in response. “It sounds silly, but then again before our time all those years ago it’s what a lot of people believed in. I’d like to think my dad believed in it too. But, it is amazing to see so many cultures living in the city. Showing that it doesn’t matter where you are from you are accepted here.”
James heard her stomach growling and smiles. “Don’t worry. We’re here.”
James drives them up to the restaurant where he gives his key to the valet and goes over to open the door for Elsa. “Here were are.”
Elsa steps out her brunette braid tossed over her shoulder and her eyes looked up at James. Taking her hand into his as she stood up. She breathes out, “it looks like a nice place. I’m excited to try it out” she said to him. Her arm wraps around his subconsciously as they walk to the doors. A man opens the door as he leaves and they both walk in
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