A guy walks with a girl, talks, hugs. Suddenly Helic comes in and stops next to them. The door opens in the helicopter.
The girl quickly pulls off her hand from the guy and moves toward the car. A man asks a girl:
You are where?
Sorry, you’re good, but he’s rich.
He sits in the car and the guy in the car says:
Girl, I didn’t stop for you.
For whom then?
For this young man.
Why Why?
I am his personal driver.