people hired nice cars for our ball, but once the drinking has begun its all forgotten anyway - we went in a minibus from a normal taxi co.
nobody payed any attention to what cars were arriving anyway, apart from one guy who came in something looking like this:
http://www.isle-sur-sorgue-antiques.com/artists&craftmen/expo-lagnes/jean/old-car-cool.jpgbad boy for life. it was probably his dads.