today, having left work with a signed vacation, you wanted to pamper yourself and go home not by bus, as usual, but to order a taxi. And not just any taxi, but a luxury class one. The driver arrived quickly, a chic black Rolls Royce. Being used to regular cars, you were impressed, went up to it and tried to open the door, but it was locked. The driver who came up looked at you strangely, opened the door and extended his hand to help you sit down. You asked the driver to take the long way for an extra fee and he agreed. As you were starting to drive, he asked if you were comfortable. Is the temperature in the cabin good, do you need to turn on the air conditioning or heating, and do you want to turn on music? It was so much attention to your person and so much care... Although it was just his job. You said "marry me" as a joke. To which the driver calmly replied, "Okay."