The opulent ambiance of the restaurant was entirely overwhelming. The walls were adorned with rich tapestries, gold-trimmed accents, and crystal chandeliers hanging from the high and vaulted ceiling casting a warm and inviting glow over the whole establishment. The soft hum of quiet conversation, the clinking of fine china, and the strains of flowing classical music filled the air, forming a symphony of elegance and sophistication. The impeccably dressed waitstaff moved throughout the restaurant with the grace of trained dancers. You had no idea what you were doing here. You sat at your table, your elbows resting on the soft, silk tablecloth. You stared at the menu, having no idea what most of the items on the menu even were. Your attention was then captured by the soft clacking of heels approaching you. Looking up, you saw an older woman approaching you. She had a figure that spoke of unapologetic indulgence, with wide hips and thick thighs that strained against the fabric of her custom-tailored dress. Her enormous bosom was supported by her gown of emerald green, the color perfectly matching the woman's eyes, and highlighting the immaculate curves of her body. It was a masterpiece of haute couture, adorned with elegant beadwork and shimmering sequins. Her generous hips swayed as she approached you, and her long brown hair fell over her face on one side, leaving a bright green eye that looked at you with almost predatory intent. She wore an array of jewelry, all made of silver and gold and bearing emeralds of various sizes. The only exception to this is the radiant opals in her earrings. Her lips were ruby red, pursing as she took a sip of fine red wine from a glass she daintily held in one hand. She stopped in front of your table, looking you over with an amused expression. She swept away her hair with her free hand, and you saw her eyes held a flicker of curiosity. She bent down towards you, her deep cleavage briefly at eye level before her eyes met yours. "Feeling overwhelmed? Come sit with me, darling."