"Einar, I'm going to drive by myself," Kar decided after staring at the commercial boards for a long time.
The bodyguard glanced at his young master through the rearview mirror. "Would you like to use this one, or should we take one from the clan's warehouse?"
"This one is fine; I need to be inconspicuous," Kar replied while checking his commlink for an opening in the reservation at their usual restaurant.
But then he remembered it had been four years and Byul might have new favorites by then.
"We have better, newer inconspicuous-looking cars in the warehouse, Young Master," Einar smiled. "We are only preparing things based on the Patriarch's taste."
And not coincidentally, Kar's taste matched perfectly with the patriarch's taste. He chuckled and nodded. "Very well. I'll have that better and newer one."
