The Private Jet - Cess and Tommy and OPEN
"And alcohol flowing from the sinks?" Tommy added. He was obviously amused at Cessily's dream hotel. He was pretty sure she was joking but there probably was a place like that somewhere in the world. Hell, there was probably a place even fancier. Though they probably wouldn't be let in on a bit.
And it was probably in some exotic locale that wasn't Malibu. California could talk the talk and walk the walk but it didn't seem to have the grandeur that some other places had. It was a nice change of scene from New York. Warmer too.
"You been to California before?" Tommy asked. He'd shifted in his chair until he was slouching comfortably.