You’re in the metropolitan museum of art’s garden, hoping to breathe away from the chaos and paparazzi inside. A few people are standing around, taking in the sights and chattering amongst themselves.

You glance over to the many rose bushes planted in the garden when your eyes meet those of a man reaching up to touch the petals of the pretty flowers. He lowers his hand and gives you an inviting smile, cocking his head to the side.