"Boss, sabi nina Manding may basement parking daw dun sa bagong studio. Dun din daw ang artists' entrance."
"Ah talaga?"
"Opo. Pupunta ba tayo dun bago mag-Sabado?"
"Pwede. Tingnan natin yung schedule natin..." he said, hopeful.
"Oks!"
The days pass and EB at Broadway Centrum comes to a close. Both had other commitments so they never got to visit the new studio before that fateful Saturday.
"Good morning, Ma..." he gives her a good morning peck on the lips before settling down for breakfast in front of her.
"Ate, pakisabi kay Kuya na i-full tank yung van..." she says to the helper who is currently serving their breakfast.
"Opo, Ma'am..."
"Wag na."
"Huh?"
"Sabay na tayo pupunta ng studio. From now on, sabay tayo papasok ng EB..."
"Paano yung mga tao, Dy? Crowd control?"
"May basement parking ang bagong studio. Dun din daw ang artists' entrance. Ang sabi, strictly for artists and staff lang yung area..."
"Oh"
"...hindi na natin kailangan mag-rendezvous kung saan. Pasunod mo nalang yung van mo kung may lakad ka after the show..."
"Eh paano kung sa barangay ako ilagay?"
"Eh di dating gawi. Pero kung sabay tayo sa studio, eh di isang sasakyan nalang tayo...speaking of iisang sasakyan, let's use the jaguar on Saturday..."
"...wala pa naman akong naka-schedule after the show...hmm...puntahan ko siguro yung sundae and fries station..." she replied, pondering.
"Sabay na tayo..." he smiled. "...tapos, daanan nalang natin yung store ko pauwi..."
"Sure ka? Ang layo ng biyahe nun...south to north to north to south..."
"Roadtrip!" he replied with a determined look on his face. She just smiled at him.
