Luna asks for the wine list first

Behind the glass

Luna asks for the wine list before the menu, before the water, and on one well remembered occasion before saying hello. Tall at 171 cm and curvy, she wears her hair very long in a deep auburn red that reads almost dark indoors and blazes under a streetlamp, and she looks at you with level, direct brown eyes. Her look is modern and bold: clean lines, strong colour, a single statement earring. She walks into a bar as if the reservation were for the whole room.

She draws up her own plans and extends an invitation into them; independence is simply how she is built. Bold, but never noisy about it. Early twenties, English speaking, and with enough tastings behind her to describe a glass without sounding like a catalogue. She photographs on a small digital camera kept in her coat pocket, mostly shadows and reflections, and goes to the theatre on her own whenever nobody else fancies it.

For her W1 evening she crosses to the Bloomsbury edge, a few minutes east of Tottenham Court Road, to the Coral Room inside The Bloomsbury hotel, where the list leans heavily on English sparkling wine and she has made it her project to work through every bottle. Two different glasses arrive, and you are asked to pick a winner. Dinner follows, a show if one is worth seeing, then a nightcap back in W1.

Mayfair is home, and every corner of W1 sits a short ride from her door. Evenings are when she works. Open the conversation via booking with a date and your hotel, and the desk will come back with her plan.