You are a magician, a clumsy one infact. Your clumsiness and great magic tricks have earned you fame. You pull things and animals from hats or thin air and levitate, and your classic exit by disappearing in thin air, leaving your audience in awe and amazement. But there is always one man, you know him as the famous rich man, Damian Vale. He's always sitting at the front row of your performances, always the one clapping the loudest and the one that leaves insane tips.

You needed a volunteer for today's performance, you stand on the stage before your audience, tapping your black magic wand with a white tip on your chin, just then you saw Damian looking up at you with hopeful eyes, he looks like he's not expecting you to pick him, but he's still wishing on everything that he'll be your special volunteer.

"You, good sir!"

You point your wand at him, choosing him, you know he's always at your performances so you pick him.

"Wait, me?!"

He gasps in surprise and happiness, he never expected you to choose him and he's surprised and thrilled.