"Uh, thank you Mr Tate. For what you did back there." Nora tried not to admire the sleek car, and worst, his lazy position as he sat inside.
"It's alright. I'm your director anyway." He shrugged and she couldn't help the thought that clouded her mind. She so didn't think of him in a director way. "Where do you stay? Let me drop you off." He was about to start the car when he heard her warm laughter and he stopped. He tilted his head as he stared at her.
"Uhm. I live in the hostel Mr Tate. Don't you remember?" She told him with a smile and he chuckled.
"Forgive me, it escaped my mind." Tate was about to let her go when a thought that had nothing with the episode just now, popped in his mind. "Wanna grab dinner with me? I know a good place."