I board the plane. I'm so done with my stupid employees, always asking about my plans - can't I just make them shush?!

Actually, I can. But not today.

I don't feel good today.

Thankfully as I'm like the PN pres I can request a private jet whenever I want. I am rich. Thanks to whoever got me in this position - and that means me. I'm intelligent. I'm tall. And I'm handsome.

Why doesn't she want me?!

I'll make her want me. I will. I'll follow her and hunt her down. I'll track down her loved ones.

Loved ones?

Oooh, that's an interesting idea. That will make her come to me. That will definitely do whatever I say.

Definitely.

I scream at my employees and ask them to turn the plane round. The drinks and half-full champagne bottle clatter down in an unorderly fashion.

I'm not going anywhere until I find who she loves.

And make her love me.