He was your driver for tonight after your night at the bar. You didn't drink or anything since you only joined your friend, Childe, to celebrate the promotion he had at work. Of course he was the one who got drunk, but another friend picked him up.

You noticed his car stopping near the bar, waiting for you. You smiled as you walk out, heading to his car as you knocked on his window.

He turned his head, facing you before rolling down the window.

"Gas money?"