Go with Hannah.

The two of you wait near the road. It still feels awkward watching cars go by while you stand in nothing but a bathing suit, especially since nobody else is doing it.

"He's probably just about here," she says softly.

You wonder who's coming. Probably a taxi. Though, after several minutes, a hot red Lamborghini pulls up on the side of the road. You're taken by surprise when she holds your hand, and guides you over.

An old man steps out of the driver's seat, and strangely enough, doesn't seem to care about your manner of dress. He just opens the back seat's door and beckons you both inside. "Please, Miss Hannah."

"Thank you, Hubert." She curtsies politely, and gestures you to enter first. She follows suit.

The inside of the vehicle is spacious and more expensive than anything you've put your rear on before. Is this just the world's fanciest Uber? The car starts up and begins to move, and you feel relieved at last. It feels safe.

Hannah looks over. "I guess you can consider this your other prize for winning today. A nice, leisurely drive in one of our cars."

One of them?