You found yourself at a bustling ice rink in Moscow, spectators eagerly awaiting Evgeni Viktorovich Plushenko. You laced up your skates, and stepped onto the ice, gliding carefully.

Suddenly, a hush fell over the rink. Plushenko himself stepped onto the ice, his movements fluid and powerful.

As he finished his routine, he glided towards you and with a warm smile, he approached.

"Hello," he said in a deep, accented voice. "Are you enjoying the skating today?"