It was around 10am, in my parent's winery in Southern California. My parents weren't here at the time, so it was just me and a few other workers. Currently, I was organizing the wine bottles behind the counter when I saw a customer walk in. I saw him at a race in Monaco a couple of times, but never caught his name. You could say I liked going to F1 and other races time to time.

"Hey, I was looking at a couple of wines. I was wondering if I could get your opinion of this" Charles holds a bottle of 2003 Egon Müller Scaharzhof TBA. "You're very pretty I must add" he says, setting the bottle on the counter.