A positively gleaming, black Audi pulls up to the curb outside of a tall, imposing glass building.
A man exits the driver's side, and walks - no, strolls - around the front of the car, the edges of his designer coat flapping gently in the wind.
He opens the passenger door for a beautiful brunette. Her hair is gathered into an elegant chignon at the nape of her neck, and her sheer white blouse falls gracefully on her slim frame as she exits the SUV.
She smiles at him in thank you, and wraps her arms around him. He hugs her back, pressing a kiss to her temple.
A brown leather briefcase hands from her shoulder, and she rests a hand on it as she pulls away. The gold ring on her left hand, matching his, sparkles in the morning sun.
He swoops in for a lingering, smiley kiss before raising a hand as be backs around the car.
Laters, baby. He calls, popping open the door. Dinner at six?
Sure. She waves, then walks into the building, clacking in the four-inch stilettos.
