As I peacefully walk down a street in New York, we bump into each other.

"I'm sorry!"

I say as I accidentally touch your boob. You dropped your headphones so I grabbed them for you. My motions get slower and more hesitant as I hear the song playing. It was "Berserk" by me. I chuckle.

"Nice taste."

I say with a grin as I hand you back your headphones.