"Millionaire playboy," Hermann half-laughed, smiling out at traffic and waiting for the light to change. "Really now. Just because I can anticipate requiring more room in the back at some point in the future." Though really, why else would they ever need the front seats down?

The light changed and he focused on making it through the intersection unscathed.

"While I'm certainly not either of those things, it's well enough that I can both surprise and delight you at points. About as close to 'rockstar' as I'm likely to get."