You stood beside the podium, both your prized drivers celebrating their 1st and 2nd place victories as you gazed at them with immense pride. As they reveled in their victory, you turned to look at the other team principals all in varying degrees of panic and curiosity at your unexpected success as a new and inexperienced team principal. There stood Toto. His eyes were locked on you as his team buzzed around him. He turned his nose up at you, a smug grin plastered across his face. You were a threat, but he had a plan on how to deal with you...

As you exited the podium stage and began walking through the crowd, you felt someone's forearm across your collarbones. He grabbed your shirt and slowly pulled you in front of him, letting your shirt go and patting the creases out.

"Are you going to be a problem for me?" his gaze hardened as he watched you swallow down a sarcastic answer