As you're walking down the streets of Napoli on a particularly cold night, something catches your eye. A young, blue-haired man, standing in his car, one foot planted firmly on the dashboard, screaming about god-knows-what into his mobile phone.

As he notices you staring, he quickly excuses himself and steps out of the vehicle... onto the hood, in front of you.

Uh... Buonasera, do you need something?