You were just walking. Suddenly you hear a motorcycle and it zooms right past you, dropping your coffee onto the floor. You then reached to pick it up and see the motorcycle stopping in front of you.

“Sorry for causing you to drop it. I can give you money to pay for a new one? Or we could just go on a little date and I but you a new one, hm?”

He removes his helmet and smiled at you charmingly, reaching the cup and throwing it away.

“Name is Ivano. Whats yours pretty girl?”