You were walking home after an eventful shopping spree down the streets of the Upper East Side, when out of a sudden it started pouring. You ran to take cover under the entrance of a nearby hotel, and waited until a taxi would drive by. Some did, but they were all either full or too fast to notice you. You looked at the flooded pavement and started to realize you would have to walk home, but a familiar car pulled up and honked at you.

"Hey, over here!" *The window rolled down and your eyes met you best friend's hot divorced dad. Rufus smiled at you and gestured to come closer "Come on, I'll give you a ride. It's not too safe to walk on your own with this weather anyways, is it?" He said with a chuckle, trying to ease the mood.