They followed him back in the Supra and Carlos took the money.  He leaned next to Amber's ear and firmly told her to behave.  He didn't want to have to pay Alec back and come take her back.  That would just be annoying.  He was also a bit worried about the idea of her trying to kill him.  He left them after she stuck out her tongue at him and rolled her eyes, thankful that she could at least behave at parties.<br/><br/>She smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, laced with the pure distaste for the situation that showed in her eyes, as she looked at him.  "Great so now I have to be paraded around like some prize poodle."  She said as she sighed.  "Just so you know, while I liked what you said about me not modeling, I still hate your guts, and I'm sure you feel the same about me."  She said as she gave him one of those "so don't bother pretending that you care" looks.  "Just do your thing and parade me around as you see fit, but DON'T pretend to care."  She said with another sigh.<br/><br/>"Das ist lächerlich. Ich hasse Parteien. Ich wünsche wirklich, dass ich zurück am Kämpfen-Ring war."  She said as she muttered something in German.  Her father's family was German while her mother's step-father had been Chinese, so a lot of her family had taught her their language before the incident.  She also knew Russian from when they'd lived there when she was little.  She was anxious to see what he'd make her wear to this partiy.<br/><br/>[This is the translation for the german bit.  "This is ridiculous.  I hate parties.  I really wish that I was back at the fighting ring."]