The A380 departed from New York. Next to me was this man, expected at the European Poker Tour Monte Carlo to compete in a $250,000 final. He was very gentlemanly and intelligent, and his activity intrigued me. He and I were alone, at night, crossing the Atlantic. We talked passionately together. His life was as unpredictable as mine was classic. I was attracted to him. His perfume fascinated me, with the eroticism of very fresh notes of mandarin and vetiver and deep masculine notes of cedar and amber. In the morning, he left me a note: «Try to follow me» with the number of his room in Monte Carlo.