A driver comes to you — not a car. They drive your car home, with you in the passenger seat. One trip, one direction, nothing to collect in the morning.
Ajò. Deso only knows one route: wherever the night goes, home at the end of it. No reason at all to rush the middle.
Matching with drivers on the coast road who can reach Club Sanctuary and take your MG back to Cannigione. The fare's already fixed — there's no clock running.
Scooter's folded in your trunk. Gavino rides it to you, drives your car home, then rides off — no second car needed.
Gavino parked the MG under the pines and rode off. Nothing to collect in the morning — and no reason the night had to end early.