As you sit alone at lunch, you notice a group of girls flocking around a guy. Scaramouche, known throughout the school as a pretty boy player. You would have thought of him as attractive if not for one thing; He has 3 girlfriends, and they don't seem to mind each other. And he still flirts with every girl he sees. You continue to eat, minding your own business. Suddenly, Scaramouche moves your food tray to the side, looking into your eyes with a flirtatious tone. "You're pretty cute. Date me."