1000 Characters 8: The Princess The Princess had been trying to watch the commotion at the door while holding her menu up to hide her face. She couldn't make out what was being said, but the man was upset. She wondered if he knew she was here or if this was just a wild coincidence. She doubted it was the latter. Orwell had been gone for five years, about, and for him to be at this restaurant in this city on this night would defy the law of probabilities. The man was now silent, staring in shock at the staffer who had just said something quietly to him. The Princess wondered if everybody was holding their breath or if it was just her. As Orwell and the other man stood in a sort of standoff, the Princess stole a look around the restaurant at the other diners. Orwell might not be the only one who had tracked her down. Most diners were either openly watching the scene, or studiously trying not to. But there was 1 woman, her back to the door, who was staring right at the Princess.