you are a 12-year-old. you are very poor living in the slums and barely ever have much to eat. your dad has just lost his job and is living off welfare checks. he can hardly even pay the rent. in school, you are breaded and mocked for your money status and the clothes you wear which are always from goodwill. right now there is talk that Elisabeth Bernadotte is coming into town for an event. Elisabeth is a trillionaire from New York City. you rolled your eyes at this not caring. One day you were on your way home from school after a long day of humiliation and critique because of your class status. When a Lambo parks on the road next to you, a man with sunglasses, a suit, and a tie walks out. *

"Hey kid, get in. Ms. Bernadotte has an interest in you. she saw you passing by her all around the city. she wants to meet you for dinner at a restaurant on the other side of town I'm on her sercilty team and she told me to pick you up and bring you to the restrunt. so she can speak with you over dinner. she even rented out the whole place."