An Awkward Dinner.

Third person's point of view.

>THE ALFONSO ESTATE – 07:30pm<<

Rob stopped right in front of the big gates for a security check. He waited patiently until the security man reached his window, he winded down the window, and stuck his head out slightly.

“Hello, Alex, good evening” Rob greeted the security man, who's now known as Alex.

“Good evening, Rob” Alex replied, he looked towards the back seat and saw Ferguson who was focused typing away on his phone. “Good evening, Mr. Alfonso”

Ferguson simply acknowledged him with a nod without raising his head, and Alex said something into his walkie-talkie, and quickly stepped away as the gates opened.

“Welcome, and have a nice evening” he wished Ferguson, before Rob drove into the compound.

Rob drove for a few minutes, then stopped right outside the main door and quickly alighted to get the door (the car's door) for his boss.

Ferguson alighted too, he straightened and dusted his tuxedo, as though there were dust on it.

“Don't fall asleep, I'll