Four people are sitting at a bar, two guys, two girls, all of them on the youngish side.
One of the guys tells Ivan that a girl across the room is checking him out, but he has eyes for the mature waitress.
"You know those kind of women drive me nuts," young Ivan says. "I love them."
"Ivan, that woman is old enough to be your mother," one of the girls says.
Ivan already knows that. Then Trinity walks over to take their order. She's wearing a short skirt and a tight top. Ivan can barely get his order out of his mouth. He mumbles something about sex on the beach. Trinity thinks he's cute.