Wu took her cake handbag from Michael as they entered the elevator together. Nolan couldn't believe that she didn't strain a muscle in her arm from the full weight hidden inside. As they opened into the Wong's huge foyer. Michael checked his smart watch as a notification popped up.
A well dressed waiter came into view with a towel over one hand and the other balancing two glistening bottles on a tray with three crystal glasses.
"Right per schedule," Michael said brightly.
