SONG THEME: Somewhere in Milan. Midnight. Rooftop penthouse party. You’re bored in the VIP section. You do this every night. Same old, same old. And then he came along. You’ve seen him around, but never like this. You lock eyes, and nobody makes a move. Some time has passed, and you get back to your suite from the party, toasted off champagne in your Versace dress. Slipping down to your lace panties, there he is again, sitting on your $10,000 couch, sipping cognac, unbothered.