As soon as he left the room, people were staring at him as if he was some kind of odd entity, out of place, so although he was getting used to it, he still felt a little overwhelmed by the staring.
Shaking his head, he walked towards the parking lot. As he was walking, he felt someone click a photo of him. He didn't even bother to look at who clicked the photo, he just walked with his head down.
His car was waiting outside, and he was feeling a little nervous, after all, this was his big debut on the world stage, and being a little nervous was normal.
As he reached the stairs, his silver-colored Ferrari came in on the valet drop-off. He smiled and walked toward the car, but he remembered he didn't have any cash on him.
Then he went to the reception again. This time there was a different girl at the reception, so he asked for $50 in cash and to add it to his final bill when he leaves the hotel.
