Before he finished, the elevator had reached their stop, and the doors opened to a rowdy party.
Luke shrugged to indicate that he couldn't hear anything anymore, before he followed John out.
They wandered around, looking for their respective people.
Luke soon spotted Jimena, who was serving wine on a tray as a waitress.
He shook his head slightly, not really optimistic about his ex-girlfriend's choice.
But if she didn't try, she wouldn't know.
The best Luke could do was to give her a hand when she needed it.
A man suddenly jumped at them, and Luke subconsciously dodged him. As a result, the man fell on John, who was next to Luke. The man kissed John's stubbly face and cried, "Merry Christmas!"
Luke was amused.
Baffled, John wiped his face and asked with a wry smile, "Is this the Californian style?"
Luke nodded and patted his shoulder. "I'm going to meet my friend. See you, John, and Merry Christmas."
