Algorithm

Chapter 11

A gasp came from the three of them, but rather surprisingly I noticed a smirk matching that of my own upon Marco. "Well, well Miss Sofie." He winked. "Aren't so innocent, are you?"

"Oh please." I rolled my eyes. "Just because I'm in the sector of work that I'm in, it doesn't mean I have to be squeaky clean does it?" Shrugging, I leant against the wall waiting for my taxi to come and take me back to my hotel. "Besides, I highly doubt you're Mr innocent are you?" That caused for the blonde German to drop into silence, forcing me to smirk from it.

"Don't get us wrong though Sofie..." Marcel was quick to add back in, putting some sort of defence in his words. "We don't think any less of you, actually, it makes me think more of you if I'm honest." He shrugged, somewhat some sort of a proud look upon him as he spoke.

"Oh yeah?" I questioned. "How so?"

"Well you've got to be really smart to be able to do that, smarter than I thought you were."

I laughed sarcastically at his words, rolling my eyes. "Do you really think I'd be doing the job I'm doing if I wasn't smart?" The three German's shrugged. "Well that just proves that all of you don't quite know how much brains goes into my job." I shook my head in disbelief, just as I saw the taxi fast approaching me to take me back to the hotel. "Well here I am then."

Upon announcing my departure I stood back up straight from leaning against the wall, all to straighten myself out. "Well it was lovely to meet you Sofie, and I look forward to what this business trip will hold for both of us." Marco spoke out, extending his hand professionally.

"Marco please." I laughed, pushing his hand away. "Just treat me like a normal person, not like I'm so high up or whatever." Shrugging, I grimaced at the sight of a few crumbs on the dress I was wearing and took a deep breath. "No handshakes are necessary, do you hear?"

"Understood." He nodded, smiling at me.

"Good." I smiled. "Well, I'll get Sascha to get hold of you soon so we can start discussing all the ideas you have for your app." Speaking over the loud taxi situated beside us three now.

"Yes, yes." He nodded, somewhat excitedly. "I look forward to it."

"I'll see you all soon then." And with those words escaping out of my lips in a low manner, I gave each of the three guys a hug goodbye before getting into the back of the taxi. Just as it was about to pull off though, I opened the window as far down as it would go. "Hey guys, one last thing." I shouted, catching their attention. "I won the bet by the way, so you three had best start thinking of ways to pay me." Not even giving them the chance to respond to me I portrayed a light wink, doing the window back up before any of them could answer me.

With a light chuckle coming from my lips as I leant back on the seat, I was soon on my way.

The car journey from the casino back to the hotel was much shorter than I had first thought interpreted, and before I knew it I was led on the large bed with my phone held in my hand.

It had occurred to me that still I hadn't called or barely even text my brother Sven to let him know how I was getting on here, so with that, I dialled his number and put my phone to ear.

"Oh, so you are alive then." I heard my brother mumble down the phone, causing for me to roll my eyes in response. "Who is this? Is it Sofie? Is it my twin sister who hasn't called me?"

"Uh come on Sven." I grumbled, turning over and laying on my front on the bed. "I told you I'd be busy when I arrived here, I'm calling you now aren't I?" Sighing from his way of acting.

"Yeah whatever." He muttered, somewhat from my point of view putting it on.

You see this is the thing with Sven, if you hadn't already realised, he does love to put on so much attention with himself. The whole 'feel sorry for me' act is one known well with him.

A side to him I know oh so well, and a side I know how to get rid of for a matter of fact.

"If you're going to be like this..." I paused, smirking to myself. "Then I won't even try and get you an autograph off Marco, you can forget that if you'll act like this with your own sister."

"Hey...hey!" He quickly chirped up. "Come on sis, you can't do that to me!"

"And why can't I? With the way you're acting..."

Reverse phycology, one I know ever so well with Sven. Playing him at his own game.

"Ok, ok..." He breathed out, and I could only imagine he was running a hand over his face as he spoke. "How's the trip been, you're enjoying it?" So there it is, the sudden mood change.

I smiled at his words and took a deep breath, closing my eyes in the process. "Oh Sven, it is so amazing here I can't even tell you." Excitement gushing out in my voice. "The country, no, the city for a matter of fact, is so perfect! If I had it my way so far, I would so move here!"

"No you don't." He was quick to add in with a rather stern voice. "Don't get any ideas Sofie."

"Oh relax will you? You big baby." I chuckled. "Do you really think I could leave my brother all alone? Please, dad would kill me." Laughing harder to myself at that, I rolled to my back.

"You really can be one kinda bitch, you know that?" He commented, in the tone of voice in which I would deem to be in the whole 'feel sorry for me' act again, with a flip of a switch.

"Oh yes trust me..." I smirked. "I know I can be, but that's why you love me, right?"

"Hmm... He grunted, as if thinking. "I guess so yeah." The two of us shared a laugh down the lines of the phones, all while I relaxed on my back in the bed. "But no on a serious note, you had the chance to meet Marco yet? Or has he been too busy for you to meet face to face?"

"No I've met him, just come back from dinner and from the casino with him and the guys."

"You what?!" Sven uttered in surprise, and I could imagine him sitting up in his seat then.

"What?" I laughed, amused. "I went for dinner with him, Marcel, Robin and Sascha, so then me, Marco, Marcel, and Robin went to the casino while Sascha went home." I said so simply.

"Oh Sofie please..." I could sense Sven was begging me with someone. "Please tell me that you didn't read the table...not like you always seem to do when you're trying to show off."

"I don't show off." I smirked. "I show just whoever it is I'm not someone to be messed with."

"And it worked?" I could imagine he had his eyebrows raised, in concern.

"Like hell it did." I chuckled. "Those three guys, they were like putty in my hands."