"What do you mean?" Heinrich asked.
"Is this dude even serious?" Jack growled, slamming his hand on his thigh with a sharp smack. His narrowed eyes and furrowed brows betrayed his frustration as he shook his head, trying to process the absurdity of the situation.
"Why are you reacting like that? It's just cost-cutting," Asani said; he was not sure what he did wrong.
"That's why," Heinrich suddenly said as if he had an epiphany.
"What? Why?" Jack asked, frustrated, when has he ever shared a bed with a man? And why should he? He could pay for his own fucking room.
"The car's, the car's his entourage made up with, are all cheap," Heinrich said; now he understands why this Asani guy wears cheap clothes.
"Look, if you have a problem, you can book your own room; I am not paying shit." Asani said, his voice a little angry, as the highest net worth individual here, he's getting insulted.
"We will do that," Jack, nodding his head, said.