As the car pulled close to the theater, Krestov knew it was time for him to act. Sending a message to Flatline, he put the car in park before the theater before making his move.
<<Just follow my lead. Any help you can give as "wingman" works>>
Clearing his throat, he turned towards the back of the car, taking his hat off and making direct eye contact with Eve. Activating his pheromones, he offered a charming smile.
"Esteban, that will do. I do apologize, Eve, but you have been misled. I am your client tonight" Chuckling a little, he raised a hand disarmingly. "Let me explain. I have habit of checking who I hire from distance first, to see if would suit my tastes. Esteban, my driver, was meant to pose as me. But I think he has been tortured enough" The troll winked at her before stepping out of the car, opening the back door and offering his hand to her. "Now, shall we enjoy our evening properly then?"