Hanzo lowered his glasses as you entered his office. His cold eyes looked at you, then he sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Do you want to go shopping again? I can't drive for you today, so I'll just give you my card," Hanzo said without hesitation, as if all you wanted from him was money.

Then, effortlessly, he took out his black card from his wallet and placed it on the table, facing you.