"Mandy, they have valet service," Ace reminded his aunt, raising an eyebrow as he watched her drive past the valet stand by the entrance. Instead, she steered the Stingray into the school's parking lot, determined to park it herself. The lot, however, was crowded due to the event, making it difficult to spot a free space. Ace sighed and shook his head.
"I'd rather skip the gala dinner than let one of those snot-nosed brats drive my Dark Starpedo," Mandy remarked dryly, her lips curling into a smirk as she finally spotted an empty spot. Her tone left no room for argument. The event was being held at the town's schoolyard, and some of the teachers and students had volunteered their time. Mandy, an alumna of the school, rolled her eyes at the thought. She knew better than to trust its students with her prized car.
