[hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Peter Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/3ehBKN7ftE5RC/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][i][color=82ca9d]Location: [/color][/i][/b]Qasr El Nil Barracks Officers Club[/center][hr]	

	[color=82ca9d]"Well this shouldn't take long. I will be back momentarily uncle,"[/color] Peter says before sliding into the back seat. Once everyone, driver included are situated the car drives slowly towards the main gate before it opens further to allow him passage off the base. The roads are clearing but even though they are, it is obvious that taking a car in this town right then was going to take them longer than if they had just walked. Granted Peter was not complaining, he thigh twitched from time to time and it was the end of the day. It was better now though than it had been in England, the weather there was never kind to old battle wounds. 

	Peter passed the time by carrying on casual light conversation with Lauren, vague things such as the weather. Asking her how hot did it actually get here and how she coped with the heat. How was she enjoying living out here and if there were any places of interest he should visit. The usual banter for someone who did not really know the person sitting next to them.

	Once they arrived at the Hotel, Peter told the driver to wait as he held his hand out to Lauren. [color=82ca9d]"Shall we? I would be failing in my duty if I were just to drop you off here. Once I am sure you are safe at your room, I shall stop pestering you this evening,"[/color] he said with a warm chuckle.