I was looking for an elevator. A handsome French man was next to me, we went into the elevator and there were urinals in it. The French man started urinating and playfully splashed me with piss. I was not amused, and slathered his own piss on his neck. He seemed not to mind. When the elevator arrived to my floor I left in a rush, for he seemed gay. I Remembered I had left my suitcase in the elevator so I went back, and the french guy was carrying both mine and his suitcase. I thanked him profusely and he was nonchalant about it.
In the end we became friends, and I was happy to have met him, despite him "pissing me off".