The cab pulled over to the curb, and Dean waited for Bela to climb in before following suit. He leaned forward to talk to the driver. "The Observatory Hotel, please."
He leaned back and looked at Bela, wrapping an arm around her and looking at his watch. "Awesome, I think we'll be in time for our massages, too. Hope you don't mind that I booked us facials and crap too."