"Follow them, Old Cloth, follow them."
On the streets of Manhattan, Leonardo pressed against the passenger seat and said to Bruce who was driving, "Don't let them spot us, don't lose them!"
Martin pulled him back into the seat, saying, "Relax, Old Cloth is a pro."
Leonardo sat back but still leaned forward, peering through the windshield at the Mercedes ahead.
He had seen Gisele Bundchen and Justin Bieber getting into that car after they left the bar.
The Mercedes was clearly headed towards the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.
Leonardo somewhat settled down and asked, "Did you arrange your private jet?"
Martin nodded, "I've called Elizabeth, Jack will be ready to leave as soon as he arrives tomorrow."
Leonardo patted Martin on the arm, "Thanks for this time."
"I feel awkward with that," Martin punched Leonardo, "Did you ever hesitate when it was your turn to arrange things for me?"
Leonardo smiled and didn't say more.
