"No thanks, I don't want any flowers." were the head honcho's words, kindly but decisively turning away the salesman. As you know, salesmen are, more often than not, annoying. But he still proceeded in pulling out a pink rose from his bouquet.
"No, it is a gift from a very pretty girl." he said.
"It is a gift from an admirer. It is a very pretty girl. She is sitting in that car over there."
Rewind 30 or so minutes, as the head honcho entered the café. Indeed, there was a pretty girl at another table in the café. She was joined by five other people, out of which two bore shirts with the Guanajuato state government logo embroidered on the chest. Then no further attention was paid to the matter. The head honcho was busy sipping on his coffee. Minding his own.
His initial annoyment from being interrupted by the flower salesman was becoming replaced by amusement with the situation. The salesman pointed towards the parking lot, and sure enough, there was the pretty girl, sitting in the driver's seat of a grey tsuru sending him flowers. The head honcho waved politely and provided an acknowledging smirk. And off she went. Back home, wifey was furious of course, when she found the pink rose on the copilot seat of the glorious egg. No reason to get alarmed though, the head honcho has dealt with furious women before.
Our great leader is a family man. But we shall not judge any man who prefers to exploit the opportunities with the fairer sex that likely will be provided when letting ulbator care for your appearance. For the record, the head honcho was wearing a VD Shirt throughout the event. This mustn't have been a coincidence.