TRAVIS gets down to the car. The step is huge. There is an urgency in every movement. As if he is chased by ten horse. And the raging heartbeats on his chest, doesn't help too. When he reached the tea shop, their meeting place that's when Travis just calmed.
The crew welcomed him in a cheerful way, but he didn't even give it a time to reciprocate that cheerfulness. His eyes are seeking for someone. Scanning to the whole area. When his eyes landed to the particular person why he is here, he didn't waste any seconds and finds himself in front of him.
He made a soft tap in the man's shoulder. The man is slightly surprised by that act. "Mr. Rosselli," The man stood up, and they shook hands as a respect.
"I already order black coffee for the both of us. I hope you don't mind," The man said.
