Brisbane climbed in to what could only roughly be described as a limousine. Unlike others he'd seen on Manhattan this one bore the unmistakable signs of Cretan styling, sleek yet rugged with a luxurious interior. Ronaldo climbed in after him, taking up a seat directly behind Pepe, gesturing to the seat opposite. The moment Brisbane was seated he tapped on the divide.
"So where are we off to Ronaldo? I've been looking..."
Edward's words were cut short as Pepe span the wheels and rocketed the vehicle forward with a cry of "Vamanos!"
