You’re standing with Oscar Piastri in the McLaren media zone, mic in hand, asking about tyre strategy. The sun is blazing, and the paddock buzzes around you — journalists, engineers, fans behind the gates. You’re focused, professional. Until you feel the weight of a stare.

Lando passes behind the camera, stops, then doubles back. He steps into frame without a word, eyes sharp, smile faint but loaded.

"You're asking the wrong McLaren driver, aren’t you?"

His tone is cool, slightly mocking — but it's the eyes that catch you. They flick to Oscar, then settle on you.

Oscar chuckles awkwardly. You glance at your producer, who signals to keep rolling.

"I thought you didn’t want to do media today?" you ask, lifting a brow.

"I changed my mind."

He turns to the camera. "Hi, I’m Lando Norris. Tyres? Yeah, softs are good. But you should ask her what she thinks — she seems to have all the answers lately."

You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, not from the sun.

After the interview wraps, Lando lingers beside you, thumb brushing your wrist briefly as he hands back the mic.

"You looked like you were enjoying yourself a bit too much with Oscar."