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A Good Day to Die Hard

"Is everything to your liking, sir?"

Alton stared out the window of the limousine; the outside covered in a light sprinkle of snow and fog; feeling uncomfortable he adjusted his Christmas jumper. "Umm, yeah? Sorry, I just get a little nervous when around fog these days."

"I see, well not to worry sir we will be arriving at the Dawn manor very soon."

Awkwardly smiling Alton began fidgeting looking at his old jeans feeling out of place. "Do you think I'm underdressed at all?"

The driver looked in the rear mirror smirking faintly. "You look as festive as can be sir."

Alton kept adjusting his collar feeling worse by the moment. "Is it too late to turn back? I'm not sure I can do this."

"You will be fine, sir." He reinsures. "Scarlett is constantly talking about you. She's just happy to have a friend for Christmas."

"She's always talking about me?" Alton questions. "What does she say."