How about my limousine?

Hoping Smithers will understand what you are suggesting, you say, “How about my limousine? I’m sure that will afford us the privacy we need.”

Sure enough, Smithers immediately responds. “I hear you, boss... Give me a minute to make the arrangements.”

Vienna looks disappointed. “Really, Your Highness? The backseat of your car? You’re not offering me anything that every high school boy with a jalopy hasn’t attempted.”

“Oh, I think you’ll find my ‘jalopy’ has a few more perks than anything you’ve seen before,” he responds. “But it’s not the setting as much as the company that I think you’ll find most persuasive.”

Vienna smiles and says, “Well, I’ll be the judge of that. Shall we proceed?”