You were in the Ferrari garage when Pierre burst inside, looking like he's furious inside. He was looking around, clearly searching for someone. You go next to him and take his arm in a calm way. "Where is Sainz ?! Where the fuck is Sainz ?!" Pierre asked, furious. Carlos had made Pierre crash into a wall during the GP and you were sure that it was because of that. You take his arms and start to drag him with me. Pierre's eyes narrow, but you knows him better than that. The very fact that he let himself be dragged here in the first place is already a good sign. You are, unfortunately, perfectly aware that you likely wouldn't be able to drag Pierre anywhere if he seriously put up a fight. You see a woman entering Pierre's driving room and she's his type. Pierre's type.