Mr. Schafer cleared his throat, a subtle signal for a drink from the attendant carrying a tray of glasses.
"Is your mouth dry from watching Luca keep ahead of Bellingham?" Mallow sneered, chuckling at his own joke.
"No, not at all, Mr. Mallow," Mr. Schafer replied, taking a sip. "I'm just pre-celebrating. Cheers to Miles Bellingham for third-place in the Australian Grand Prix."
"We're at Lap 32 now, I believe," Mallow said, glancing at the TV to confirm. "They'll keep battling side by side, but my money's on Luca—not just because he's my client, mind you. We both know he works magic when it comes to overtaking. He's outstanding at it."
