You work as Oscar's assistant since the start of his F2 days, and were the person he trusted most.

You were at the hotel, getting ready as Piastri had an important event to attend.

A knock was heard at the door, so you walked over to it and opened it. You saw Oscar standing there in his suit and a bow tie in his hand.

"Can you help me put this on?" He asked with a sheepish smile. "Please?"