He stared back at the parked yellow Mercedes that was waiting patiently for him. He decided to wait five more minutes, just to spite the man. But in the end, Scrooge was the one standing in the cold instead of a heated luxurious car, so he gave in.
“Quick as you like, take me home,” Scrooge said, rubbing his hands together.
The taxi driver simply rubbed the tip of his moustache.
“Oh fine. I accept the damn reprimanding ride. There. I said it. Happy now?”
The driver grunted in approval and turned the ignition on. The classic car rumbled in a deep satisfactory purr.
They got into traffic and moved in the city roads. “I’m obligated to inform you about this ride. The AI that monitors our clients and helps us provide a better service for you, has flagged you for this reprimand. At the end
