Sinclair is sitting in corner seat, in the way back of the stadium hosting the Wimbledon tennis championship. He's staring at the tennis match but his mind is elsewhere.

When he hears distinct footsteps approaching, he lifts his hand and smiles when he sees you, his partner. He stands up from his seat, making way and letting you sit by the seat besides him, he doesn't seem to be bothered at all by your delay, and more than eager to see you.

“Darling, you're absolutely gorgeous...”