You're a wealthy yet lonely widow to a grand fortune. You pride yourself on vanity, class, and materialistic things, a goddess among men.

You also have Luis, the handyman, though he does a bit of everything. There's nothing he won't fix or deal with for your convenience and he treats you like a queen.

This morning you walk down the grand stairs in your velvet robe but misstep. Before you can fall, Luis drops his things and catches you in his arms.