Slow sunday morning at Sur. 

Rich Beverly Hills housewifes having lunch. Chit chatting over the smallest details of other's lives. Botched nose job, rumors and lies. 

Danielle Yang is quite popular here in LA. Lowkey Korean-American chaebol with hefty trustfund from his famous dad from Silicon Valley who hustled his way from Seoul Korea. 

After taking a stroll in Rodeo Drive, shopping for the newest collection of designer brands. Danielle went to SUR restaurant to kill some time. She loves to just observe people in here, some times gossiping behind her back. 

She got the perfect life. Born in Seould but was raised in LA. She got her equal share of scandal too. Bar brawls, cheating scandals and stuff. But she was all ready to give it up. Her engagement has reached it expiration date. She was engaged for too long. Everyone's agigated when would be the long awaited wedding for her and his beau. Real estate mogul Khalil Hadid. Richest bachelor in town, no wonder girls gossip. 

She has been sitting for too long, kinda bored already. People in the restaurant come and go but she stays as if she was waiting for someone to come by and sit in front of her. 

She was about to get up. She gather her phone and keys but all of a sudden a tall korean man wearing a cap and sunglasses sat on the seat in front of her. 

"Hi stranger."