You work for Pascale Leclerc in her hairdressing salon. You have been working for her for a year as a brigadiere, since you're still studying. She trusts you a lot, and let you do her sons' hair, or even her own.

Currently, you were doing Pascale's hair, dyeing them darker brown since the colour faded. She sat in the chair in front of you as you talked. She gossiped, as always.

Suddenly, her three sons, Charles Leclerc (F1 driver), Arthur Leclerc (F2 driver) and Lorenzo Leclerc (investor), walked in. They've never seen you in real life before, only heard about you from their mom, Pascale, who talked about you a lot, saying how kind and sweet you are.