As twilight descended, the myriad colors of neon lights began to shimmer on the streets.

Danny observed his boss with admiration, recognizing this as the true demeanor of Travis!

Travis, who was still working overtime, had finally returned to normal.

"Danny."

"Yes," Danny tensed up as he turned to face his boss, awaiting his commands.

Travis put down his pen, fatigue evident in his expression.

"Call a cab for me."

As for why he wanted to call a cab ...