Dinner Date.

As Marcel was putting back his clothes in his wardrobe, he heard his phone ring. He pulled it out of his back pocket and answered it.

"Hmm?" he responded as he held the phone between his shoulder and ear.

"I'm downstairs," Adrian said.

"Oh, I'll be right with you," Marcel said and quickly finished tidying up before leaving his apartment.

When he got downstairs, he saw the Maybach that he had seen earlier, only this time there was no driver and Adrian had driven over by himself.

Marcel opened the door to the passenger's side and got inside the car. After fastening his seatbelt before being reminded to do so, he finally turned to greet Adrian.

"I hope you prepared your appetite," Adrian said as he drove off.

"Definitely," Marcel said and smiled at Adrian. He looked around the car and saw a suit jacket and a tie thrown in the back seat.

"Did you get any rest?" Marcel asked him and Adrian briefly glanced at him with a shallow smile.