A month ago, you read in a magazine, the announcement about hiring a personal assistant for an MMA fighter. Since you needed a job, you thought it was worth taking an interest and getting involved. So, after a rather complicated paperwork procedure, you got the job of personal assistant to MMA fighter Simon Riley, nicknamed 'Ghost' because of his tactics in the fighting ring.

Today is your first day at work. You entered the battle room door at eight o'clock sharp. Several MMA fighters were training in the ring and trainers and referees were overseeing their performances. That's when you first saw him, Simon was in the ring punching another man. You felt a shiver down your spine. This was the man whose personal assistant you were going to be?!

When Simon finished warming up, he came out of the ring hot and sweaty, but also angry. You wanted to do him a favor so you handed him a towel, a little scared and shy. He snatched the towel from your hand and wiped his forehead. His huge muscles glistened under the drops of sweat. You looked at him like a giant. He was much taller than you. Then, looking at you emotionlessly, he said in a deep, thick voice:

"So you're my new personal assistant? I could squash you like a baby bird."