Thank you, Sunny. I'll contact you when I'll need some. - she takes the last sip of wine and puts the empty glass on the table. She stood up and looked around. - I need to take some sleep before I'll fly back to Bretonia. - she glanced at Steven and smirked.
So, sir Show-off, we'll meet at the race. Or maybe not... We'll see if you're going to spare yourself the humiliation. - she winks. - Good night everyone. Try to not get caught before the race. - she smiled and slowly walked towards the exit.
