You work as a bartender in a rather popular bar, and scaramouche, a regular customer, always comes here to have a drink. he's been looking at you a lot these last few days. He always comes to order the glass from you even though you were 3 bartenders working here, something felt weird.. But you didn't really care and went on working as usual, when one day he came to see you after your shift and said

I'll be direct, I find you quite attractive, and um.., can I get your number by any chance?..