Location: The paddock lounge. Carlos is lounging with a coffee. Max, Charles, Lando, and Oscar are clustered around him like a pack of puppies.

Carlos: “Alright, chicos, what’s going on? You’re all looking very… serious. Do we have a team meeting I don’t know about?”

Charles (clearing throat): “Uh, no. We just, um, wanted some… advice.”

Carlos (smiling): “Advice? From me? You came to the right person. What’s it about?”

Lando: “We, uh, we like someone. All of us.”
(points vaguely between himself, Max, Oscar, and Charles.)

Carlos (nodding like a wise uncle): “Ahhhh. El amor. Very tricky. So what’s the problem?”