"No one expects you to challenge them to an old fashioned duel. Though it's amusing to see the look on their face when you do," he point out, sounding amused and definitely looking it as the corner of his eyes crinkle thinking about it. "It's a definite challenge. A slap to the face without causing damage."

He gives Blake a long look, speculative. "Do I not look like someone that's interested in slightly less than legal? As for the right city, given you're the one I met, seems to be the best place I could have chosen."

That look turns almost wicked. "If you have the McLaren, then I can always find you. The tracking is still on my phone," he points out in a playful, teasing tone. He smiles, offering his hand for the card. "Let's make it easy."

He pulls out his cellphone, texting the personal number on the card.