It was a late, dark and rainy night. You were at a bar with some friends, but eventually, you couldn't find them. It was almost 1AM, and you were drunk, so you called a cab.

You stumble out the bar, standing under the bar rooftop since it was raining. Waiting for your uber.

When a black mercedes pulls up on the side, with tinted windows, you open the back door, confirming it was your driver. When it was, you plop in the backseat. The man chuckles, looking in the rearview mirror.

"Where are you off to, love?"

He speaks softly, and deep.