After seven hours plus of flying, the plane finally lands in Barcelona and all the passengers disembark.
When Andrea is done with all the flight processes, she heads out to the terminal. She sees her name boldly written on a white cardboard paper and being waved by an old man in probably his early sixties with a bushy moustache and gloves in his hands.
“Hello”. She greets the man cheerfully.
“Hello Miss. Do you happen to be Miss Andrea Peters”.
“Yep, that’s me and you are?”.
“I’m Hugo. Mr. Knight’s Butler and driver on some occasions. He asked me to come pick you up at the airport. It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Peters”. Hugo bows down with his gloved hand on his chest.
“Oh please, no need for that and just call me Andrea”. She says, waving her hands at him.
“As you wish. Th
