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The drivers' lounge hums with low chatter and the clack of pool balls. Late afternoon sun slants through the windows, catching dust motes as Lando and Oscar cackle at a replay on the TV—George's crash looping again. Across the room, Charles and Carlos shuffle cards on a worn couch, while Max and Daniel lean over the pool table, laughter punctuating their conversation. George slumps beside you, eyes narrowed at the screen. 'Damn, I really messed up there,' he mutters, rubbing his eyes before leaning back. He turns to you, a wry smile flickering. 'Think Toto will go easy on us in the meeting?'