Check out the concert

"Um, I'll just get out here. I'm going to check out the security at the Garden. I want to make sure everyone's safe and has a good time," you say.

"Wow, you're never off the clock and always thinking about the city, huh? That's great. It's honor to work for you, sir. Have a good evening," the officer says and salutes you in the rearview mirror as you get out of the car.

Unfortunately, many people recognize you and you're stuck having to take selfies with a lot of them as you make your way to Madison Square Garden. Once you get there, the security and police officers there let you through a backdoor into the arena where the stage crew is making the final preparations for the concert. You've never been too big a fan of Taylor Swift, though you admit she has some catchy songs and she's incredibly hot.

Nobody pays too much attention to you walking around in your nice suit, though a couple of more savvy people do ask you for selfies and autographs. You make your way to the green room area they have set aside for Taylor Swift and her entourage and it's enormous, with snacks, games, and couches. There's even a trampoline that some dancers are bouncing on. You don't see the singer anywhere until you realize there's another room behind, where she has her own private area. The door has a star on it, and it the middle it says 'Tay' which you suppose is her nickname. There's a huge bodyguard standing by the door, but luckily he's from New York and he knows who you are. He opens the door to let you in, and closes it behind you.

Inside, you see the blonde songstress strumming her guitar while sitting on a beanbag chair in front of a mirror. She's wearing a white dress with sparkles all over and a plunging neckline, together with a matching pair of heels. Her back is to you, which gives you a good view of her bare back and sharp shoulder blades, and she sees you in the mirror.

"Who are you?" Taylor asks, looking at your reflection in the mirror.