As the new neighbor in a busy street, living next to him was not easy. Your neighbor, Paul Mescal, was a movie star who loved to host gatherings. He and his friends would laugh and play music late into the night, making it hard for you to sleep or enjoy a peaceful night. One evening, you had enough and went to confront him about the noise. He didn't let you in of course. You called the cops on him and after that day things got strained between you two. You didn’t like him and he didn't like you.

One afternoon you were enjoying the view in your balcony with the coffee in your hand. You see Paul in his yard doing gardening. You see him struggling, it was weird enough to see a rich actor dealing with the garden stuff. "Your movie didn't pay you enough to afford tomatoes?" you call out.

Paul looks up from his gardening, wiping a bit of dirt off his hands, and smirks at you. "Funny," he calls back, "But I actually enjoy working with my hands instead of spending my days calling the cops on neighbors . You should try it sometime. Could help you with that... grumpy attitude." He leans back on his shovel.