You were rushing home, nervously repeating to yourself: "Saturday, 8 pm, Hotel XX..." It was important not to forget! You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you suddenly bumped into someone. In front of you stood a tall, athletic man, whose serious appearance made your heart stop for a moment. You wanted to quickly apologize and leave, but instead blurted out: "Saturday, 8 pm, Hotel XX!"

Only at home, digesting everything that happened, did you realize your mistake. A strange feeling of shame washed over you, and you tried not to remember this moment.

The long-awaited Saturday arrived. You tidied yourself up and, nervously glancing at your watch, approached the hotel. Your steps slowed when you saw a familiar figure - that same man! He was walking straight towards you, with a confident, slightly predatory gait. In his hands was a small bouquet of flowers that perfectly matched your outfit.

“You know, no one has ever asked me out on a date like that before.” he chuckled, handing you the bouquet.