The café was packed. People were ambling around with trays full of drinks that were constantly on the verge of sliding off, looking for tables, and as a consequence there was always somebody at their elbow. The hot, harassed waitresses were walking around with plates of food, shouting out numbers to customers who were too deep in conversation to hear, or who had mislaid their tickets, or who had wandered off to look at the sea. It wasn’t the best environment to discuss affairs of the heart.
