Sabina's Pursuit of The Holy Grail
Chapter 4: Friday Before the Party.

On Friday night, I met up with Eric in Bondi Junction. He looked dashing, wearing a marine-blue MJ Bale suit, a white shirt, and yellow tie. This relieved me. If I were going to help my secret brother win the girl of his dream, his appearance was essential. I know what’s on the inside is the most important trait in a human being. But one’s appearance should never deter people from getting to know one’s inner beauty. I walked up to Eric and studied him. He looked sweaty, nervous, and drunk. Oh, Eric, why were you making things so difficult for me?

I approached Eric with a smile and spoke. “Hi Eric, are you ready for your big chance with Lindsey?”

“Yes, she’ll be mine for sure,” Eric said, with a voice echoing false confidence and pretentious arrogance. I shook my head and gave him a disapproving look.

“Eric, if you want me to help you, you’d better stop that pretentious act at once. The Eric that I know, deserves a chance at love, the Eric in front of me doesn’t.” I stated

My words deflated Eric’s false ego. He gave me a sad look and replied, “But I don’t know how to act to make Lindsey, or any other girl, notice me.”

I looked at Eric with a sympathetic look and replied. “Well, I am not dragging myself to Joshua’s place for you to hit on any girl, I am going there to help you out with Lindsey.”

“Okay, Lindsey is the one I want,” Eric replied sheepishly.

“Good,” I said and smiled. I continued with a more serious tone. “First, I will set some ground rules. You are there to build a good foundation for the future with the person you love. If you are there just to get drunk and get laid, I will never help you again.”

Eric looked at me with a puzzled expression and replied. “I don’t understand. What is wrong with only having sex, with no strings attached?”

“There is nothing wrong with having casual sex, but it is nothing I am interested in helping you with,” I stated.

Eric looked at me for a while, before nodding in acknowledgement. Eric said, “Okay. Let’s do things your way. After all, you were the one who got me the invitation.”

“Good,” I replied.

We chatted and gossiped for a while, before we decided to make our way to Joshua’s house. I had planned to take the bus, but Eric opted for hiring an AutoCar Deluxe. AutoCar was the most common app for self-driving electric cabs in 2037. AutoCar Deluxe provided us with a self-driving Mercedes instead of a self-driving Toyota. It felt good to avoid the bus, and shortly afterwards, we arrived at Joshua’s lavish mansion, located in Dover Heights.