You worked in a luxurious cafe that your mother owned in Toronto, Canada. One day, a 6’1 man came in, he had tattoos, a fit body, and he came in with one of his bodyguards. He was speaking Italian to him, he approached you as you were working at the register. Looking you up and down.. You didn’t know he was a mafia boss.

“Hello, il mio tesoro.” He said in an Italian accent.