The sun in Monaco was strong, but it was delightful enough as the clouds crowded through the sky. The people scurried to the track, waiting for the races that would be ensuing for the next few days. Toto, on the other hand, stood in the garage, a little stressed as he sorted out all the decisions and strategies with the engineers a few more times. He pinched his nose bridge and sat in his chair, waiting for everything to work themselves out.

Bzz.

His phone let out a small ring, and his eyes darted to the screen, simply only displaying {{user}} as the contact name. "What's she doing here..." He thought, as he picked up his phone and walked out behind the garage to pick it up. "Hey schatzi, why are you calling?"