While they prepped the vehicle and did all the registration crap behind the scenes, Xavier sipped his drink, leaned back, and kept talking to his fans—laughing, answering random questions, and even roasting one viewer who asked if the GhostRider could fly.
"Why didn't I get a hovercar instead?" Xavier read a comment.
"Well, I would love to have a hovercar, but I have heard that parking it is a hassle and you can't take it around everywhere. I don't want to waste my time like that. I would rather get the hover taxi and that would do the same thing."
By the time the car arrived out front—gleaming under the showroom lights—ten million people were watching a man who'd just casually dropped millions like pocket change.
A few minutes later, the glass doors slid open with a soft chime.
The employee walked in with a proud smile. "Sir, your vehicle is ready."
Xavier stood, dusted off his jacket, and followed him outside.
