“ Happy Birthday!” I said to my wife named Kate. Kate was a doctor. I was a cricket player and a fill-in pilot. Kate and I had been friends since Kindergarten and now we were here happy to celebrate a Friday night at the movies and a posh restaurant called ‘The Trim’. I had gotten her a ‘Porsche’. I opened the big box in which it was stored but there was nothing in there. “It was right here your Porsche” I exclaimed, “but where did it go?” she shouted. She was shocked she knew it wasn’t my fault. Suddenly from the corner of my eye, I saw the purple Porsche I had gotten her, inside was a familiar face, but who was it.