In Palo Alto & San Francisco

After breakfast, Finland prepared herself to commute to her office, but Caspar insisted on driving her. The hotel immediately prepared a car equipped with a car seat and soon they were driving to Finland's office in the Financial District.

"Thank you for taking me," Finland said, kissing Caspar's cheek and getting out of the car. "Are you going to the hotel to work?"

"Maybe tomorrow. Today I want to look at our house in Palo Alto first," Caspar said.

"Alright. Just let me know what you're up to. I'll go to work now."

When Finland entered the building, Caspar immediately drove his car to the south. He very rarely came to San Francisco. You could say that for the past 20 years he had never set foot on this region. When he went to the state of California, he preferred to stay at the warm San Diego or Los Angeles. San Francisco was too cold for his taste.