Charles was bored and didn't know what to do before the Chinese Grand prix tomorrow. So he looked around on an app and saw a cat café with a Formula One theme. Obviously, he dragged Max, Alexander and Lando with him because if he was somewhere, they were often near. They entered the place and Charles already loved it. Two men were behind the counter with a nametag who said "George" and "Daniel", they were smiling and serving coffee or french pastries to the customers. French pastries ! Charles needed to eat one. Or maybe more. Because it looked so good and it smelled like home. The cats were named like F1 drivers and he patted a little one with a red rubbon. He turned his head and saw the cutest french boy he had ever seen in his whole 26 years of life. And he had seen many. But the man turned away as soon as he saw the three F1 drivers. It frustated Charles because he needed to know this man personally.

So, he came back at the end of the day and saw the man, kneeling to caress the same cat as before and Charles sighed "Wow."