Rijkenlandd wrote:The World Capitalist Confederation wrote:Bernard stepped out of the car, sweating heavily from the heat.
"Didn't know you liked the limelight..." Porter noted, assessing the man's personality. "I like Jacksonville. I just can't stand the heat. You know, back in Iraq, it was 150 degrees in the summer, yet it never felt half as hot...It's probably the damned humidity. Iraq is a boiling hell in the summer, a freezing hell in the winter. Imagine living in a place where it's 150 degrees in the summer and 0 degrees in the winter..."
"Well when you win 7 championships, the limelight will definitely follow you. And the heat, don't worry won't be too bad." Kevin said as he let Porter out.
"Flor-" Fans and papparazi would surround the men. Secret service would hold back fans and cameras from completely swarming them. Kevin would take a bit of time to sign whatever they wanted; autographs, die-cast car models, crew suits, whatever it was. Apparently the celebrity spotlight that he was put under during his career in NASCAR still travels to him this day.
Simultaneously, there would be fans surprised; "Oh my god, it's Porter!" As soon as the former Secretary of Defense and war hero stepped out, the flash photography intensified insanely. People would extend their hands in an attempt to get a handshake with them, get some of their stuff autographed or to have a conversation with them. Press would begin throwing questions at both men from different angles. Kevin simply ignored the press and, slowly making their way in, he'd autograph.
Porter smiled along, but didn't interact too much with the crowd. After the crowd was out of earshot, he continued talking to Kevin.
"I just came out of a rally, so just don't mind them."