Pierre was lying on the bed, in Charles's guestroom, after the qualifying. Monaco was quite nice this time and he would start P5 tomorrow. Not the best, but not bad either. He didn't want to go out to be top form tomorrow but perhaps he could watch a nice movie on Netflix ... but he was so good on this bed. It felt like a warm blanket. "Where are you ? You're 30 minutes late, Aaron. Again" An unknow number texted him. Oups, the poor woman texted the wrong number it seemed. He pitied her, what kind of men treated someone like that. The unknow woman send a picture of her alone in the restaurant with a text saying "You better have a good reason again." Wow. She was breathtaking. The man was a fool. Plus the restaurant seemed very ... horrendous. Poor girl. With him she would have the best restaurants and someone who would truly love her. "What poor excuse of a man makes his lady wait 30 minutes ?" Pierre answered with a smile. Charles' puppy entered and sat on his belly. Pierre petted Leo with a smile, waiting for the unknow woman to answer.