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About construction...

You may do as much as you want.

- Don't mind me at all. - No.

I'd like to separate work from home.

I'm your superior at work, but the tenant at home.

The tenant.

How did you end up signing a lease with my mom?

Here.

(Room for Rent)

I saw this on the gate.

(Room for Rent)

- Did you... - I didn't write it.

My bratty friend...

I see.

Wait.

How did you see something that was on my gate?

You've never been to my place.

Don't you remember?

I don't know where to begin.

Maybe from you sleeping on the taxi stand bench?

Or how as soon as you got in my car...

That jerk.

And how you went off about this jerk, that jerk?

Stop.

Stop.

You don't have to tell me. I'd rather not know.

If you wish, sure.

A few things concern me.

Yes? What?

"Three. The landlord is pretty and sweet."

Saying the landlord is pretty is subjective.

How will you compensate the tenant...

for the disappointment after seeing the landlord?

You're not objectively beautiful, like...

Jun Ji Hyun, Kim Tae Hee, Song Hye Kyo,

or anyone like that. Don't you agree?

I'm sorry...

for not meeting that standard.

The biggest problem is number four.

"Preference given to young men."

What is a "young man" according to this?

Do you mean a man in his 20s,

or do you mean just any bachelor man...

that hasn't been married yet?

Wait, sir.

What is it that you want to say?

I didn't get the 10 percent discount.

- Pardon? - Since I've been married,

she told me I wasn't qualified.

Your mother was very firm about it.

5,000 dollars...

isn't a small amount of money.

No, it's not.

Let me try and persuade my mom...

so that you can get a discount.

Yes. Please do that.

Okay.

Aren't you leaving?

Yes.

I'm leaving. Okay.

Well...

Aren't you coming?

I'll go when the construction is over.

The drill is too loud.

I see. Okay.

I'll get going first.

Thank you...

for the coffee.

Sweet!

I'm the landlord, and he's my tenant!

I'm the boss!

I'm the boss at home! Yes!

(Rags to Riches)

(Episode 4: Rags to Rags)

What is it?

Is the construction...

Is it over now?

None of your business.

I thought about it,

and when two people meet at work or at home...

When people first meet...

and establish a relationship...

Cut to the chase. I'm really tired.

Can't you come out to talk?

I'm not visiting a prisoner.

You're sticking out your head?

This isn't the way to treat your landlord.

I thought you said to keep things professional.

I'm not here to see my boss,

I'm here to see my tenant, Chi Won.

"Chi Won"?

The start of a good relationship...

is without a doubt...

House rules.

You should read every line carefully...

and abide by the rules.

I'd appreciate it.

Are you getting revenge?

What?

Revenge?

Why would I do that?

There are some rules I'd like you to adhere by.

Wear flats. Something with heels less than 3cm.

Smiling for no reason makes you look silly.

And refrain from knocking on my door so much.

Also, you keep asking...

if I need something as if you're working...

for customer service.

That's a big nuisance and a burden.

It's not like that at all.

Isn't it natural for a landlord and a tenant...

to live by a set of rules?

Be careful of frozen pipes, and no pets.

Things like that.

I see. All right.

Rent.

You have to pay in advance.

Did you transfer the money?

Yes. I already did, Ms. Landlord.

Okay. Don't ever be late.

Septic cleaning fee and the water bill...

will be split in half. You know that, right?

Make yourself at home...

and rest well.

Okay.

Yes!

I have you under my thumb!

(Rules for the tenant...)

Rules for the tenant on the second floor.

One.

The house is old,

so it's not soundproof.

Please be careful not to make noise.

Wear slippers with 3cm cushion...

or walk on your tiptoes.

Rule two.

If you use too much water upstairs,

the first floor doesn't get water.

The landlord uses a lot of water...

at 5am and 7pm,

so refrain from using too much water then.

Are you serious?

Gosh. Ouch.

What a nice day.

Mr. Nam.

Rule three.

The keyhole of the gate has rust.

It doesn't lock in one go.

You have to keep turning the key right and left...

until you hear it click. Make sure you check.

Seriously.

What's this?

Gosh.

Did she leave?

It all requires technique.

Did you call for me?

Could I ask you a personal request?

Yes, of course.

Go ahead.

Will you buy me slippers with 3cm cushion?

Pardon?

I have sensitive feet.

I want it to be made of polyester and nylon...

in a 7 to 3 ratio with superfine fibers.

It should be light like feather...

but quiet enough not to make any noise...

even when I jump.

As for the color,

I want a smooth and silky black...

that resembles a panther.

A pair of slippers like that...

must exist in this world, right?

"Seek and you will find."

Such a quote doesn't exist for nothing.

Right.

I'll go look for it...

I'm hoping to wear them at home tonight.

My landlord is sensitive to noise.

Gosh.

With 3cm cushion...

Black. Why are they all pink?

Do you have black ones that are silky...

like panther? I need 3cm cushion.

Black.

Do you have anything with a thicker cushion?

No, I'm sorry.

Okay. Thank you.

Why do you look so tired?

Mr. Baek.

It's very unlike you.

I've been going around here and there,

so I'm a little tired.

Are you coming back from somewhere?

Yes. The director said the YB handball team...

isn't making any money,

so I was told to cut our sponsorship.

I went to tell them about the termination.

They swore at me...

and pulled out my hair.

The decision was made by the higher-ups,

but it's always us getting beat up.

It must be tough.

Sure,

but it's nothing compared to his assistant.

Their qualifications won't matter.

We'd welcome anyone that wants the job.

Do you know anyone that might be interested?

I'm looking around as well,

but you know how sensitive it is with rumors.

As long as it's someone kind and patient enough...

to ignore all of his brutal acts,

or maybe they're too slow to notice...

that he's being brutal.

Or if they're just desperate for money...

and do not care about his behavior.

What? Are you crazy?

I think so.

What? Why not?

Jung Ae?

She's not just taking a break from her career.

She never had a proper job in her life.

She doesn't know a thing about the world.

Also, it's unfair to Jung Ae.

She doesn't even know how to use a smartphone.

Don't you think it's cruel to offer her the job?

Hey, guys.

I rushed here without making dinner for Gun Woo.

Do I have to keep staying here like this?

Jung Ae, don't run away and look at the reality.

- Okay. - With your husband gone,

you're the head of the family.

All you have is debt, and you have no income.

I can't offer you my house anymore.

Now, how will you make a living?

What about Gun Woo? This month's bills?

Even still...

I'm sorry, Jung Ae.

She can't even communicate with her son.

How can she communicate with someone...

without any common sense?

Is the director guy that bad?

There are millions of people like him.

These are nice.

What's with your tenant?

I don't know who he is, but he's rude.

What if he breaks down the place?

That's not important.

Jung Ae's life is about to break down.

Even if they say they'd welcome her,

I'm sure they will have hiring conditions.

Conditions?

All assistants hate me,

so I shouldn't be picking and choosing,

but there are two things I can't give up on.

What are they?

An unmarried woman under the age of 30.

I even failed to meet those conditions.

- What is this? - Please.

Don't get me involved in such useless meetings.

I'm leaving.

There's a way.

What?

There's a way.

You're not the 37-year-old Wang Jung Ae.

You can become your sister and our friend,

Wang Mi Ae.

I have a good feeling. Our proposal will win.

How do you know?

I dreamt of stepping on dog poo last night.

Usually, poo dreams mean money.

- Are we getting a bonus? - Exactly.

- Good morning. - Hello, Yoon Yi.

- Where is Mr. Nam? - With the vice president.

- Already? - We'll make it, right?

We better.

Good morning! Do you want coffee?

- Yes. - Okay.

She's a prepared intern. Great.

Mr. Park, you punk. Hey.

Tell HR to deduct lodging from his paycheck.

Gosh! What?

My chair smells like feet because of you!

Hey, watch it. I'm your senior.

Mr. Gong. Your receipts from last week...

are from fast food, convenience stores,

and restaurants from your neighborhood.

- I can't submit them. - Yes, you can.

They're expenses I used while working.

At 10:15pm, 12:27am,

and even 2:07am on a weekend?

What kind of work?

Don't ruin my morning.

I just came in. Stop talking about money.

I'm paid money to do this in this office.

Don't you know what today is?

They're announcing our department's...

performance-based benefits for next year.

Let's go inside.

Are you saying we were just for show?

Don't belittle yourself. It's not like that.

What is it, then?

You said our item was better.

Our production cost is more reasonable.

We even included temporary contracts with our cast.

Why wasn't our proposal selected?

If one thing changes,

then everything related to it changes.

That's what it's like in an organization.

You're not powerful enough to turn the tables around.

Let's say that's why you lost.

That sounds like...

I lost because of connections.

I have a meeting at the head office.

I can't accept this.

I don't think I'm entitled to explain every detail.

Have you not learned how to accept results?

I need to have a proper explanation...

that will help my staff accept what happened!

You're wrong.

It's not about giving them an answer.

You should buy them drinks...

and encourage them to do a better job.

That's what you should be doing.

Tell everyone there is a team dinner tonight.

Sure. How about the bar behind the office?

Wait. We should buy them comfort drinks.

That would be big of us.

You're unexpectedly simple.

I won't let you twist it twice.

What are you doing here? Did you poo in your pants?

None of your business.

Did you hear?

I finally got my 89th assistant.

I'm not in the mood to console her.

I have my own problems.

What is he talking about?

You're wrong.

It's not about giving them an answer.

You should buy them drinks...

and encourage them to do a better job.

That's what you should be doing.

Sir.

Use this for the team dinner tonight.

Okay.

Mr. Nam.

I may be presumptuous,

but I think they'd be happy if you joined them.

When you had steak with me earlier,

were you happy?

- Sorry? - When we had tripe,

were you happy?

Well...

Just take the card and go...

so that everyone can eat and drink comfortably.

Hey.

There's no need to be that upset.

Even still.

My boss won't drink alcohol Mr. Cho buys.

That's not right.

He said it's consolation.

How is that consolation?

He's just trying to taunt him.

Hey. Gather around.

Her new tenant is Mr. Nam.

For real?

The loud, inconsiderate jerk?

Yes, anyway...

Thanks to this brat...

- Hey. - It sort of happened.

It's thanks to me? What? Why?

Did I do well?

Wait. But why is Mr. Nam living in your house?

Darn it. What is it now?

Why?

Seriously.

Why is this jerk...

Just a minute.

Yes.

I did come somewhere where nobody's around.

Today,

we must act like we've never met. Okay?

I have faith that you aren't that clueless.

Well...

But Mr. Cho.

I'm terribly... I'm terribly sorry, but...

Mr. Nam Chi Won...

will probably refuse to go.

I know. Of course, that punk won't come.

- Sorry? - So drag him out.

This is your first mission.

Hello?

Hello? Sir?

Seriously, why this...

I know he's the Cutter,

but he cuts you off and says what he wants.

Darn it. I'm losing my mind here.

He won't even go to a company dinner.

How can I get him to go there?

Hello. Hello there.

YB employees get a 10 percent discount.

Hello. YB employees get a 10 percent discount.

- Okay. - Thank you.

Excuse me. YB employees get a 10 percent discount.

(YB Employees get 10 percent discount)

What is this?

Wait. No. Not this.

(Room for Rent)

This.

What about it?

Number four.

"Preference given to young men."

"10 percent discount on security deposit."

I'll give it to you.

Do you mean it?

However, I have one condition.

I refuse.

Why should I go there?

In that case,

we'll forget the discount on the security deposit.

Just half an hour.

Half an hour for 5,000 dollars?

That's way too pricey.

One hour?

Okay.

Okay. I'll coordinate with Mr. Cho's assistant...

and get back to you.

Fine.

I can do it.

I can do it.

I'm a mom.

Moms are tough.

You must be tough to survive.

Ms. Wang Mi Ae?

Yes.

We heard you went to school with Jwa Yoon Yi...

from middle school through college?

Yes. We're old friends since middle school.

You're practically sisters, then. Sisters.

You have...

one older sister.

Yes. She's a full-time housewife.

You've been studying all this time...

and gathered several certifications.

You finally decided to use your major...

and find a job.

Yes. I wanted a change.

You may expound and speak more.

You must be very nervous.

Keep it short.

Smile and pull your tongue in short.

Yes, I'm Wang Mi Ae.

I'm...

Wang Mi Ae.

That's it.

If you talk too much, they'll catch on.

Sir?

Why don't you ask her some questions?

Are your eyes dry?

Sorry? No.

Do you have a tick?

No.

Then why do you keep doing this?

Why?

And do this with your eyes.

That will make you look cute...

and young. Okay?

That's it. That's it. Now, watch.

I make really good coffee.

I make really good coffee.

I hate coffee.

Our director...

drinks only soda and hot chocolate.

Things little kids in the US like.

I see.

I don't like it...

seeing that desk vacant for over three minutes.

You must remain within a 3m radius.

Do you understand?

Yes.

(Alarm)

Let's go.

Pardon?

Where...

Granny!

I told you, I hate fish with bones!

Shut your trap and stuff your face!

Our director studied abroad for too long.

He can't use chopsticks very well.

Sir.

I'll debone it for you.

I told her.

Why don't you just eat mine?

- Awesome. - Wow.

How did you do that?

I'll show you.

First, remove the head like this.

Then hold it up...

and poke lightly like this.

Then you open it up...

and remove the bones all at once like this.

- Wow. - That's so cool.

Awesome.

You may start on Monday.

What do I do now?

I don't think I should've interviewed.

It's a good thing if you got the job.

Why are you crying?

What if I get caught for lying?

I'm really scared, Yoon Yi.

I'm so scared.

Don't worry. You have me.

You won't get caught.

Really?

I'll call you back.

Pardon?

What do you mean?

Mr. Cho from Advertisement Planning and Mr. Nam...

are getting drinks?

- Yes. - I'm speechless.

He never once even ate with us,

but he'll drink with the man who is always...

trying to tear down our department?

He doesn't like the lowly workers.

He'll hang out only with the higher ups?

No, sir. It's not like that.

What do you mean? How do you know?

Do you even know anything about him?

That's not right.

The head of the department shouldn't do that.

But he gave you his card to go and relieve stress.

His card?

Can a broken heart be healed with a credit card?

If he tosses us his card, will we go,

"Thank you, Mr. Nam. You're the best"?

Sir.

No way.

So, what do you want?

It's not that I want anything in particular...

If you have a complaint, bring it to me directly.

She's my assistant. She isn't your messenger,

or your venting station.

Yes, sir. You are correct.

I'm sorry, Yoon Yi.

Let's leave in 30 minutes.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me. Sir.

If...

If you find it too uncomfortable,

you don't need to stay for the full hour.

Why not?

Did your mother refuse to give me the discount?

No, that's not it.

If it isn't, let's go before traffic gets bad.

I'm sorry.

If you're going to come close, come closer.

If you're going to go away, go farther away.

I can't stand being neither this...

nor that.

[VIU Ver] E04 Jugglers "Rags to Rags" -= Ruo Xi =-

You may go if you're done.

It's okay. We already have pretty ladies. Go on.

Mr. Nam should be used to places like this...

from when he was a reporter.

What about Jwa...

Jwa Yoon Yi, was it?

We've never met before, correct?

We're meeting for the first time.

Yes, sir.

Are you uncomfortable?

- Pardon? - This bar.

A little.

Ms. Ma has been to places like this often...

thanks to me.

Let me pour you a glass.

Mr. Nam doesn't like women pouring him drinks.

He'll drink only if his superior pours it.

Here.

Who joined the company first?

I did.

That's right. Ms. Ma went to a vocational school,

so of course, you started much sooner.

Here.

Here.

Thank you.

That's good. Secretarial Science major?

Yes.

Give me...

Unlike somebody,

I love it when women pour drinks for me.

Especially if it is a pretty woman.

Pour me a shot.

Yes, sir.

Okay. Two-year or four-year college?

Isn't this place too high-class...

for such trivial conversations?

Why don't we go elsewhere to match the conversation?

I saw a cheap tent bar out front.

A cheap tent bar?

Chi Won.

You were being arrogant, trusting in the VP.

How does it feel being burned?

Does it sting?

Did it wake you right up?

I knew you wined and dined clients...

and media executives, and used their influence...

to pressure the station to win projects,

but after confirming it with my own eyes,

yes, it woke me right up.

As long as you know.

However, you know...

those people who said history is made at night,

where there are alcohol and beautiful women?

If you knew how they were recorded in history,

you'd be the one who'd be woken right up.

- Sit down. - Unfortunately,

this suit is sensitive to humidity.

It may get moth holes if I stay any longer.

Okay. Sit down.

The 5,000.

It saddens me, but I'll forfeit.

Let's go.

- Mr. Nam... - Hey, Chi Won!

You punk! Get back here!

You rude little jerk! Let go!

Hey. Hey. Did you see him just now?

Did you see him? That rude little jerk.

- Enjoy. - Thank you.

Aren't you offended?

Pouring drinks and doing things like that...

can't be very pleasant.

Pouring my own drink while sitting with someone...

is less pleasant for me.

Don't you feel disrespected?

Not particularly.

I see.

He's someone else's boss.

Even my own boss disrespects me.

Why would other people...

treat me with respect?

What is it that you want from me?

I want to know...

everything about you.

For some strange reason,

once a stressful situation passes, I fall asleep.

Inside a slightly rocking car.

The warmth of body heat on my cheek.

What? Body heat?

Oh, no.

When did I fall asleep?

I need to quit drinking or something.

He just sighed again, didn't he?

Oh, no.

Should I just lie here? Or...

get up and act like I don't remember anything?

This is insane.

Where are we going right now?

Where you're going.

With whom you're having lunch.

What songs you like, what your hobbies are,

what makes you happy these days,

and who causes you stress.

Why...

you always want to be alone.

I find people's meddling...

very uncomfortable.

It isn't meddling.

Please consider it interest.

I need to be interested in you...

in order to do my job properly.

Be careful.

These are stairs.

1, 2.

Why are there so many steps?

I should get rid of all the steps.

- Second round? - Let's sit there first.

I want to go for a second round.

- I want to drink more. - Careful. Your head.

I want to drink more.

I'm hungry.

I'm still hungry, Mr. Nam.

- Yoon Yi. You're home. - Second round.

Second round.

That's enough.

Stop pretending to be drunk or sleeping.

But I'm still hungry.

I can't leave yet.

You must be tired from acting so much.

You must feel humiliated.

Why don't you go in now?

This is the perfect timing for that.

Yes, sir.

Okay, then.

Okay, then.

Good night.

Remove the head first.

And then, from the back...

This is the back.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll destroy you, you punk.

I'll destroy you.

Did we ask for expensive liquor...

or Peking Duck?

It's just pork belly...

with soju and beer.

Shouldn't he come...

and pour us at least one drink?

Exactly.

He plays so hard-to-get.

He may be willing to go to an escort bar,

but not to a place like this.

It's a dog-eat-dog world. Why are you so upset?

Let's go singing by ourselves!

We have to pay ourselves from karaoke on.

You're making me lose my appetite.

She's so annoying.

- Cheers. - Cheers. Cheers.

I guess...

he's around there somewhere, right?

Have a good night,

Mr. Nam.

What the...

Why does he leave so early?

Let's save on cab fare, please.

You look even cooler early in the morning.

You'd look even cooler if you rode your bike...

in a suit and sneakers, wearing a backpack.

The suit will lose its shape.

It can lose its shape?

I'm surprised.

You're not asking why I'm here so early...

in the morning.

I'm not curious.

You have so little interest in me.

I'm very hurt.

Interest and meddling.

What do you think is the difference?

Think.

I have to think again, don't I?

First,

interest is exchanged with someone you like.

Meddling is exchanged between parent and child.

It's easy.

Okay.

What was that?

What was that unamused face?

Wait, wait, wait.

My morning drama ended yesterday.

I'm used to waking up at that time.

I can't fall back asleep,

so I just came to work...

I didn't ask.

Do you know something?

Finally, on Monday, my 89th assistant...

I don't care.

Do you...

Please.

Did you find a place?

I guess so.

Yes, well.

"Yes, well," where?

Somewhere close and cheap.

Somewhere close and cheap where?

Why do you keep asking? It's annoying.

If that's what you feel, it's meddling.

I'm concerned that you may be renting...

a room in a cheap motel somewhere.

From my perspective, stemming from concern,

it's interest. Okay?

I don't think he's stupid.

Hello.

I'm here, everyone!

I showed up on time today.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Why are you so shocked?

Lunch with me today, okay? Okay? Okay?

It's on me.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

I'll grow on my own...

even without your concern.

Bo Na. Do you want to grab lunch?

(Bo Na. Do you want to grab lunch?)

The pasta place behind the office opens today.

Free salad.

(The pasta place behind the office opens today.)

Did you take the day off today?

(Did you take the day off today?)

(Yoon Yi)

Let's go.

Mr. Nam...

(Yoon Yi)

(Yoon Yi)

(YB Ad Secretary's Office)

Assistants whose bosses are managing directors...

and up, gather on the roof at 10am.

President's Secretary's Office.

Everyone gather.

The bosses' ranks are the assistants' ranks.

The woman sitting on top...

of this cruel hierarchical society...

has finally called for a meeting.

It's been a while since we've gathered.

Let's begin by shouting our motto.

I will lead.

- For the boss! - For the boss!

- Of the boss! - Of the boss!

By the boss!

By the boss!

Good.

I need to call these gatherings unexpectedly...

in order for you to always remain alert,

which makes you maintain the best appearance,

and the best state of mind to support your boss...

What is that? Were you hit?

I got a shot.

I got an injection under my eyes.

Do you not know...

that the assistant's face is the boss' face?

How do you know what will happen when...

that you dare put a needle to your face?

I'm sorry, ma'am! It won't happen again!

What's just as important as being on top...

of the boss' schedule is how well...

you maintain yourself and develop your...

What are these unique shoes?

Our boss...

hates high heels.

Exactly. Why?

He said the clacking sound of the shoes annoys him.

Even if you wear 12cm heels,

you must float like a butterfly.

- Did you not learn that? - I'm sorry, ma'am.

I haven't reached that level yet...

Who's your boss?

Who's your boss?

Nam...

The managing director, Nam Chi Won.

Nam Chi Won?

The one who refused to have an assistant?

- That wall? - Yes,

that's correct.

He is definitely...

my boss!

We live in the information era.

Information is money, power,

and competence in this era.

The boss' competence varies by...

the assistant's ability to gather information.

Thus, for assistants, information...

is our bullet.

You cannot kill anyone...

with a gun without bullets.

Sorry?

The president's assistants,

as YB's control tower, must know...

what every executive at YB is doing and where.

But there is one...

Just one bullet that we still lack.

Nam Chi Won's hobbies, specialties, talents,

and personal information are a given.

Food, music, or culture that he likes or hates...

are a necessity.

His detailed health record about every organ.

Fill an A4 paper, 11pt font, no margins.

That is the bullet that we need.

Have it ready by 10am next Monday,

and shoot it into my inbox.

Bang.

It's kind of gross,

but this analogue approach...

is what works at times.

Let's see. A diary or planner.

Please let me find something like that.

Please, anything.

What? Is he obsessed with frozen foods?

It stinks.

This is insane.

What are you doing here like a rat?

Wait. Why are you going through my trash?

Why did you go through my trash?

Well...

As your landlord,

I was making sure you sorted your trash.

Food products. Plastic. Paper.

Vinyl. Aluminum. Plastic bottles.

I sorted them all.

Well... So...

Frozen products.

You didn't peel off frozen food labels.

You need to peel those off and sort them separately.

The town inspector is super strict.

She'll tear open the bags at any time.

Any little violation, and she puts up a notice.

Why else would I do something this gross?

It's stressful being a landlord.

- Wait. - So cold.

You need to clean...

When is he going home?

He needs to leave so that I can search...

Why are you peeking like a raccoon?

Well...

I was wondering if you went home.

You could've just knocked.

Usually,

the boss leaves the door slightly open...

if leaving the office.

It's sort of understood by the boss and assistant.

But you always...

keep it completely shut, so I...

Okay. I'll do that from now on.

Okay. Thank you.

- What else? - "What else"?

Your other reason for searching my trash...

and peeking at me.

Well... The thing is...

I was trying to gather information about...

what you're doing and where you're going...

What is this?

Let's just say...

it's interest to you, but meddling to me.

Just a minute.

Read it five minutes after I leave.

Why?

It's embarrassing.

Get home safely.

(100 facts about Nam Chi Won)

(Name: Nam Chi Won, DOB: December 12, 1982)

(Habits: Pushing glasses up by its bridge)

(Epilogue)

Yes?

(Epilogue)

Awesome.

Remember earlier,

we talked about interest versus meddling?

Yes.

- Remember? - Yes.

Someone is interested in me,

but I find that interest very bothersome.

I feel like it's meddling,

so it's uncomfortable.

Okay. I have the answer.

I'll write you a talisman.

(Dream girl: Someone quiet)

I got this 100 facts questionnaire...

from a singer's fan site.

If you fill this out...

and give it to that lady who's interested in you,

it'll be game over.

(The first time?)

(Short and intense)