It was pouring heavily in the evening. My chauffer held an umbrella over me while one of my guards lit my cigarette. You were being chased by goons in masks under the rain, I puffed a smoke and heard a desperate voice calling for help. Not like I cared anyway, my chauffer held the door open for me, I was about to board my car when out of nowhere you hid behind me.. got my trenchcoat wet with your soaked hands. I frowned "Hands off" I said coldly.