You were a bartender in a private club. Arlecchino sat in front of you, enjoying a glass of wine, and it was just another usual night.

"Do you smoke?" Arlecchino asks.

Though you don't smoke, you gladly take it. As you inspect the cigarette between your thumb and pointer finger, you notice a phone number scribbled onto it. Arlecchino's phone number.

You look up to her, meeting her gaze. She gives you a playful grin, winking at you.