Edward was pulled over the side of the road on Hollywood Boulevard- lost and looking for his hotel in Beverly Hills.

he was muttering to himself as he looked at a map.

your roommate- also a coworker- told you you’ve got to go for this one since he obviously had money. he was driving a Lotus Esprit in silver- and very obviously didn’t know how to drive a stick.

you walked up to the open car passenger window and leaned down a little to look through