This is taking place after Erin finished shooting the commercial for Kaiba.
Kaiba's pov
"Finished?"I don't even know why I am bothering asking her something, but for some reason I was really interested in her. I have to admit I haven't lost my arrogance maybe that's why she was a bit reticent answering me. At first I thought she was ignoring me, yet that was impossible. I am the one and only Seto Kaiba no one has the guts to ignore me, especially some runway model ."Yes, finally." She smirked at me while she grabbed her coat and prepared to leave. Who does she think she is? She is standing in front of a multi-billion dollar COE ! She should be all eyes and years at me not avoiding a possible conversation. Somehow she made me feel below the mark for her so I took it as a challenge. Actually, going out with a girl like her is a challenge for many guys. But not for me. There is no change she will refuse me. She should be extremely dumb to act like that." So, I guess you really like powerful cars assuming your Ferarri bag." Of course she likes powerful cars. She's probably in love with everything that is expensive in this world. Lucky her. I am exactly the right person to fulfill her dreams.
"Yes. And I've seen you have quite a powerful fancy one waiting for you downstairs."
My white Jaguar is no match for any cars in this whole wide world. "So you noticed." I have to admit I was so full of myself. "How could I not?" She smiled. Pretty cool car, huh? "How about giving you a spin?" "Thank you. But, I can't." Are you that idiot? I have just invited you in my Jaguar and you said no? Now that made me really angry.
"I guess it really is just me, myself and all my millions." I was starting to lose my temper."Your millions?" Was she starting to become interested in me? "For now, just mine." I had no intention of sharing them with her, but if that's how I'll get her, then fine. After all, I have a lot of them. "Well then, if you are that alone, I guess I could use a drive home. With a few stops of course." Finally. "A Margerita should work just fine." I have no idea why I chose a Margerita. Usually girls drink things like this.
What is going on with me? Have I just invited a girl to dinner?! How did this happen? I have plenty of work to do and things to take care of. I can't afford wasting time with some runway model eating salads. Am I the COE of the largest game company all over the world and, yet somehow my mind got twisted by some reckless impulses. Shame on me.
We were sitting face to face at a round table near a big window. She was looking through the menu very concentrated. What in the world was she reading that much? It's just a menu. Or maybe she has some difficulty reading witch I really hope it's not true. After a couple of moments she finally decided what to eat and the waiter immediately came and took our order. I was almost about to give her my congratulations that she finally succeeded to read a menu. I have to admit I was really grumpy thinking it's a complete waste of my important time eating dinner with some girl I don't even know too well.
"I have to admit you have quite a nice car out there waiting for you." Was she trying to make some conversation with me or she really loved my Jaguar? In any case I will try to ignore her as much as I can, showing her that my invitation to dinner was a mistake.
"It's a 2010 Jaguar C-X75 concept reaching 330 km/h. It's one of the most expensive cars made by Jaguar."Shocked by my own reactions, I find myself explaining to her lots of mechanical details about my car. I couldn't believe I just started an entire conversation about cars. What surprised me the most was that she actually understood everything I was telling her, answering me by using terms I never thought a girl is able to remember. Finally, our food came and I was forced to put an end to my barrister's speech with a little bit of regret. This was way too much for me. I was actually having a good time. What was I thinking about? I have to eat this fast and finish this encounter in order to go back to CaibaCorp. Not more than half of hour. That's it! I'm leaving after a half of an hour.
-I'm looking forward to the opening of the park. I really love amusement parks. My first time there was an amazing experience. I was in Paris with some friends and we had a great time. Actually, I always have a great time in Paris. For some reason I adore France." I was about to tell her that I don't give a damn about her childhood memories but somehow everything she started to tell me became interesting. She was good at telling stories. And that's how I found out how much she loves France, diamonds and children. I wasn't bored at all , as I expected when she started to talk. I told her my experience in France too and she started to laugh badly. No judgements. My trip in France was extremely embarrassing. Accidentally, I looked at my phone and got shocked. Half of her? It was 12 am! I wasted time that I can't afford! 10 missed calls from Mokuba. This is impossible. What much of a boss I am! I can't even control myself in front of this girl. Immediately I took my coat and told her it's extrenply late. I grabbed her hand and rushed out of the restaurant. In 5 minutes we were in front of her house. She was a little bit disappointed and I was totally confused when I found myself telling her "Bonne nuit!". She smiled and thanked me. Then I rushed in a moment to CaibaCorp.