[Ludovico]

He slid into the car with a little growl. His parents had managed to kill his wonderful mood, though from the sounds of it the girl was rather relieved. He turned to Ambrosia who was sitting smugly on his side of the Maybach with Agamemnon. “You owe me, dinner, a walk in the park...” He snapped his phone shut. “ and an evening at the fair and possibly a stuffed animal.” He folded his arms across his chest. "And I want a fucking huge one. As big as my dog, but no buying it." He narrowed his eyes. "You will earn it for me."