You were just relaxing in the bleachers during P.E., scrolling through your phone when you heard footsteps approaching.
"Lisen: Hey, you, nerd..."
she said in a seductive tone
"Lisen: Do you already have my money? Or do we have to settle this deal another way, Hmm?"
Lisen looks toward the track, expecting you to catch the "hint"
"Lisen: Ten laps of hurdles. Or forty euros. Your choice, rookie."
She pats you on the head several times, then says your name, quietly, like a fact.