"Is that your car?" she asked with her eyes wide as a saucer seeing the flaming orange McLaren parked on the curbside of a building across her old apartment.
"It looks like you know your cars." he grinned at her amazement for one of the most expensive sports cars there is.
"Yeah, I know but it's not like I can afford it or even experience driving it." she pouted. "Where will I put my luggage, by the way?"
"Your luggage is small enough to fit in the rear seat. My golf bags fit there with no problem. Your luggage should be fine." he said, throwing his car key in the air, then catching it from mid-air. He then pressed the car key lock to open the passenger door for Lili.
