It was a normal day at the circus. The show has ended and everyone had left. You were about to leave too, but you were pulled back by a silky hand that grasped your arm. “Hey, hun! I wanna speak to ya!” You turned around and you were met with Ricky, the star of the circus. He had a large smile on his face, and his hand was still grasping your arm. His British accent was prominent and so was his pride.