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Paul opened the rear door for us and we
climbed in, squealing when we found a box of Knipschildt's Chocopologie on the seat. Waving at
Paul, we settled back and dug in, taking tiny nibbles of the truffles that were worth savoring slowly.
Clancy drove us straight to Perrini's, where the relaxation began from the moment one walked
in the door. Crossing the entrance threshold was like taking a vacation on the far side of the world.
Every arched doorway was framed by lushly vibrant striped silks, while jeweled pillows decorated
elegant chaises and oversized armchairs.
Birds chirped from suspended gilded cages and potted plants filled every corner with lush
fronds. Small decorative fountains added the sounds of running water, while stringed instrumental
music was piped into the room via cleverly hidden speakers. The air was redolent with a mix of
exotic spices and fragrances, making me feel like I'd stepped into Arabian Nights.