I took notes on the game that Jesley and her team had come up with: Basically, it was about the old-fashioned egg run. However, both teams had to hand over the egg to the others halfway through. If it fell down, you had to start all over again.

"A course is about to be set up outside, which contains 2 obstacles for both team partners. One is a bridge with wide beams and 4 slalom poles, which you are not allowed to touch." She clapped her hands, "Any questions?" Lando looked around and grinned, "Is it lunch now?" Everyone started laughing and was released by Jesley.

I looked around when everyone got up, at a loss where to go now: "We'll just get something to eat from the kitchen and sit down with Lando and Carlos, why don't you sit down with us?" I heard Sebastian say when Charles went to Carlos for a moment. I looked at the two of them and Carlos frowned straight and answered him while Charles looked at me briefly and after a quick wink looked back at Carlos.

That wink, oh man, why did he always do that. I had seen this over and over again in videos. Was that a tick of his?

I realized that Sebastian had been talking to me and I looked at him to realize for a moment what he had said. "Yes, that sounds great." He smiled at me just before he went to Charles's for food.

Lando came to me and whispered softly, "Oh man, I guess it's not that easy with your last name." Sighing, I agreed with Lando, "Yes, that's true, but so far you've always saved me well." He put a hand around my shoulder "We'll give you something to eat now" I laughed "Weren't you the one with the cabbage steam?"

Carlos also joined us on the way to the food counter. "Jesley made up his mind, oh man." Shaking his head, he walked next to me "Well, at least it's something else, your fans will thank you, speaking of fans, we're going to the fan mile around 1 pm" I looked at both guys, this is where we would go together. "All right, boss."

We each ordered different things from the kitchen and went outside with our plates, where Charles and Sebastian were already waiting for us.

"Ouh, what's the delicious thing for you?" Sebastian grinned as Charles on our plates, "Pasta with Bolognese," I said as I sat down next to him, "And with you?" "Kidney bean salad." Charles wrinkled his nose, visibly not happy with his selection: "Oh Charles, don't like that, but you can make yourself pasta again at the weekend." Amused, I turned some noodles onto the fork and started eating.

Everyone was more or less enjoying their meal when Lando spoke up "Well, I heard you want to go bowling on Friday" Interested he looked at Charles, was that a little tease?

The addressee nodded, "Yes, exactly, Pierre Carlos and I had thought about maybe renting one here in town, quite privately for us." He took a sip, probably to get the not so juicy salad down, "And I thought you could take a few more with you, how about it? You and Ellie? Are you two in?" Surprised, I looked up. Why should I hang out with the riders? I waited at Lando, who looked at me for a moment but then nodded, "Sure, what about you Ellie?" I looked around a little surprised, but nodded, "Why not, it's going to be fun." Charles and Carlos looked at each other and nodded, "Very good."

I turned to Sebastian: "Are you not coming with me?" But he just shook his head "No, I need my beauty sleep" Charles waved it off "Oh nonsense, he just has a very precise routine every night before the race and qualifying, which he has been following for several years." Sebastian looked indignantly at Charles: "Hey, that sounds like I'm old!" The whole table grinned, everyone knew he was the oldest at the table. "Oh, you're stupid." Sebastian waved it off and sighed, "All right, my manager wanted to talk to me, we'll see you in a moment." With that, he disappeared in the direction of the Ferrari house.

"So, how about you, have you found a bowling alley yet?" The boys shook their heads: "We haven't looked for it yet." At that moment, Pierre came around the corner and Charles called him to join us. "Jo Pierre, all right?" The boys slapped their hands and when he saw me he was surprised: "What is the little fan from yesterday doing here?"

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