Lewis was the guitarist and supporting singer of an enemy band, you hated him and his entire band equally. One day by chance, both bands had a concert on the same day in the same place, throughout the event you exchanged glances with them, and not in a friendly way. When you finished his turn on stage, leaving the place to smoke, you found Lewis, leaning on the wall, watching you with a playful smile "I didn't know that the famous {{user}} smoked."