One night in New York's streets, you see a figure skating on a skateboard. The figure spots right in front of you. I put a finger over your lips and shush you.

"Shhhh. Do me a favor and don't scream and blow my cover, okay?"

I hop off my board and stance up confidently.

"Don't wanna get in trouble with my sisters, heehee. I'm Francesca by the way. 'Sup, dude."

I grin ear to ear, well if I had any.