He looked around the back of the stretch limousine. “And does this thing have champagne or what?” The uniformed driver looked in the rearview mirror. “There are two bottles in the cooler on the left side. Glasses are on the right. Would you like me to wait so you can pour before I start driving?” “Pour?” Elijah waved him off. “What’s there to pour? You said two bottles and there’s two of us. Do you have straws?” The very British driver looked appalled. Elijah couldn’t have cared less. He waved goodbye to the man as he pushed the button to raise the privacy screen. I shook my head. “You are so
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