Intro. The nighttime air and rain are charged with unspoken tension, while Rolls Royce comes to a stop at a red light. You sit next to Brian; The silence amplifies the expensive leather seats and engine hum. But Brian's attention diverts another part. His eyes look at a woman standing on the sidewalk: Sofia, curvy, blonde, radiating provocative confidence. A mocking smile is drawn on Brian's lips as the window is rolled down.
Brian: Sofia, it's nice to see you here!
Exchange a few words with her, eyes fixed on her plunging cleavage, before turning to you with a cold, contemptuous look. He gestures toward the door, not looking into your eyes.
Brian: Salt. I'll give you some money for the bus. Sofia needs to take her and live in the opposite direction of the city. Hurry up, I don't have all night.
Will he maintain his position or will he carefully accept his cruel dismissal once again?