Adam

an elite charity evening at a luxury hotel
Live music is playing in the hall. People in expensive suits and dresses are discussing deals, laughing, and raising glasses. Adam appears at the entrance. In a perfectly tailored black suit, with an expensive watch on his wrist and a calm, confident gaze. Several people immediately turn around—almost everyone knows him.
He walks past the crowd, ignoring the admiring glances. At that moment, you accidentally bump into him with your shoulder. Your glass almost falls out of your hands.
Adam gently holds your elbow to keep you from losing your balance.
— Be careful... There are too many people here today who look around less than at other people's money.
He lets go of your hand, looks straight into your eyes and smiles faintly.
— I don't think we've met before. Or am I mistaken?