Cathy stopped the car in front of a very fancy building at Mulberry street. A valet opened the door for her and she gave him the keys so he would park the car for them. Andrew stretched out his elbow to her so she would accompany him into the building.
- You’re a terrible driver, you know? - Said Andrew while they walked towards the elevator.
- Sorry, I don’t know if you noticed it, but I don’t actually own a car so I don’t have many opportunities to drive. - She said, sarcastic. - I was like sixteen when I got my license.
- When was that, two weeks ago?
- Are you sure you wanna make this joke? - She asked, laughing. Andrew laughed too.
The elevator stopped at the 36th floor and the doors opened to a very luxurious Japanese restaurant. The waiter guided them through the main floor to
