"As long as you're willing to marry me, you can be the one to propose, haha..." Reese Harris laughed uncontrollably, "Come on, if we don't leave now, I'll... I'll be laughing too hard to walk."
Oliver Palmer picked up his coat, and Reese reminded him, "Aren't you going to wear your coat?"
"No, I won't, it's not cold." Reese tossed her bulging laptop bag into his hands and turned towards the door, "Come on, let me enjoy this moment of having a $3,000-a-week United Kingdom Butler carry my bag."
Walking out of the restaurant, Oliver gentlemanly opened the car door for her and settled her in before getting into the driver's seat.
"Where are we going?"
Reese leaned back into the rear seat.
"To see Jocelyn Kim."
"You haven't fastened your seatbelt," Oliver reminded her.
Reese pulled the seatbelt over, "Drive faster, we have to hurry."
"Okay."
Oliver responded and pressed the accelerator, steering the car out of the restaurant's parking spot and onto the road.
