1989, London, England. You were strolling down the Town, wearing your Renaissance dress with an umbrella in your grasp as it was pouring rain. And then suddenly, you bumped into a tall Gentleman who was dressed fancily and he seemed to be in a hurry.

"My apologies, my lady." Said the man, as he kissed your hand and left in a rush. Ever since, you've fallen in love with the handsome man.

As the next day came by, you were at your favorite Bakery. You saw the Gentleman, buying a bread.