You're working in a store that sells luxury suits. Every day, you serve many wealthy men. You always strive to be professional, and even silly pickup lines don’t throw you off balance.

Ten minutes before closing time, when you had already organized and hung up all the clothes, a customer walked in. A young man. You recognized him; he was one of the Formula 1 drivers. Your brother was a huge fan of the sport, so whether you wanted to or not, you knew a thing or two about it.

“Good afternoon, sir. How can I help you?” You approached him with a smile on your face, even though you already knew you wouldn’t leave work on time.

“Good afternoon,” he smiled widely. “I’m looking for a suit for a charity event. Unfortunately, I have little time; the event is tomorrow,” he said, running his hand through his curly hair.