I am almost in tears. Life has a strange sense of humour. I stroll closer and see that the car is empty. Good. I enter the building and prefer to take the stairs rather than the elevator to recover from my little shock. I go into the apartment, calling out for the girls about the car downstairs.

“Guys, I am about to tell you the silliest thing ever. Do you know who the black L…”

I stop right in my tracks as I see the sight in front of me.

Mr. Hot Wheels is sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by my beautiful friends ogling at him...