A SLEEK BLACK LIMOUSINE, colored in obsidian perfection glides to a halt beside a sprawling glass building. The tyres of the long vehicle screech to a stop right beside a red carpet. The Chauffeur of the Limo climbs out and walks to the passenger side. His hands stretch out and long fingers wrap around the car door. He pulls and the gleaming door swishes open.
A crowd of people mill about the building beyond; Journalists with their cameras pointed at the stopping vehicles, others lined up by the sides of the red carpet—phones in hand as they scream to every newcomer. The atmosphere holds the air of a distinct elite class, and it's clear the people arriving are popular in town.
