Luke could only say, "Don't wear this coat to work."
Selina said, "Do you think I'm an idiot who'll go to work in a coat worth more than ten grand? I'm not a celebrity."
Luke thought for a moment and realized that it made sense.
Selina suddenly changed the subject. "You didn't take any pictures this time? Elena's pictures last time were very beautiful."
Luke chuckled. "No. Vegas has nothing special, and I'm a terrible photographer."
Selina remembered how beautiful Elena's pictures were, seeing how the latter was an art student, and what an eyesore Luke's own photos were.
What she didn't know was that Luke had taken a lot of photos when he went around Las Vegas with the two girls, but the SD cards were in his inventory, so it was impossible for him to show them to Selina.
The plane soon landed in Los Angeles. They went home in Luke's police car, which he had left in airport parking.
