The elevator doors sealed shut and started moving upward. Claudia was engrossed in the changing digits on the floor indicator, silently keeping track.

Out of nowhere, a hesitant voice broke the silence. "Excuse me, but are you cc?"

Upon hearing this, Claudia was taken aback. She turned to face the woman who had gathered the courage to approach her and nodded, saying, “Yes, that's me."

When she heard her words, the woman's face obviously Lit up. "Can I take a picture with you? I'm a fan of motorboating too and have followed your races for ages. I intended to ask earlier today, but noticed you and your husband leaving ahead of everyone. I didn't want to intrude..."

As she explained, embarrassment colored her demeanor, yet she continued, fueled by admiration, "I've admired you since high school, when I stumbled upon one of your competition videos. You opened my eyes to what women can achieve in motorboating. I respect you a lot, CC. Could I please have a photo with you?"