Gabe couldn't believe his eyes. The city was spectacular, and the people there were on another level too. Everywhere he looked, there were beautiful women. Jogging, working, and chatting; one was even performing street contortion. Each one was a complete stunner.
While he was taking in the sights, a small group of schoolgirls walked down the steps of the elevated people-mover platform and marched past him single-file. Some of them were staring at him with wide eyes and they started murmuring amongst themselves until their teacher scolded them for their misbehavior…
He did his best to ignore the girls and walked passed them up the steps to a landing with a small café, where he assumed he would be able to get some information.
There he found a very pretty barista with a tight, white top and perky breasts. She had her thick, luscious hair pulled up high into a ponytail and her skin was flawless. She was busy cleaning a silver cup of some sort, but she put it off to the side when Gabe got to the counter.
"What can I get you, Miss?" She said with a cheerful voice.
"Oh, I don't know. How about a Caramel Macchiato?" Gabe said, trying to sound suave.
The girl's eyes went wide with a sudden fright that slowly broke into a welcome smile. "Oh, my God. I seriously thought you were a man for a second!" She said with deep relief. "Your voice was all low and everything! That's amazing! Are you an actor? That was crazy! You were all, ahem, 'HOW ABOUT A CARAMEL MACCHIATO', well, I can't do it as good as you did, that was terrific… and your costume looks wild!"
Gabe scrunched his face in confusion. "I am a man."
The girl's visible unease started to return in full force. She backed away slowly and shook her head. "No you're not… You're pulling my leg… You're an actor; you're in the stage play across the street, aren't you?"
"No, seriously. I'm a guy."
Suddenly the girl ripped off her apron and threw it in Gabe's face. "HELP! Police!"
"What the hell, lady; what's your problem?"
The girl ignored him, screaming at the top of her lungs. She started throwing ceramic mugs at Gabe until he backed away from her counter. All the noise and commotion was drawing everyone's attention and a pair of nearby officers were already coming up the steps in hot pursuit.
Gabe raised his hands to show his innocence. "I didn't do anything. I just ordered coffee." he said to the approaching officers.
"It's a man!" The barista yelled, frantically pointing her finger in Gabe's direction.
"Is that true, Miss?" One of the female officers asked Gabe in a deeply serious tone, but Gabe didn't answer. "Miss, I'll ask you again, is it true that you are a Man?"
"What? Me? Yeah. I'm a man." Gabe admitted.
"Code BLUE. Code BLUE" The second officer shouted while she pulled a small canister from her belt that looked like pepper spray.
"Woah, hey! I'm not -'' Gabe began to protest, but the officer was too quick. She sprayed a strong, heavy stream of gas in his face that caused him to go cross-eyed. Then he passed out.