Five 30-something mums have just appeared on a TV screen, and Nico Rosberg's train of thought derails completely.
"Ooh - who's that?" he asks. "The Spice Girls! Is this a reunion, or what? Are the Spice Girls singing again? No way! All of them? How cool would that be? That would be really cool, wouldn't it? Anyway, sorry, where was I?"
With his impeccable bloodline (son of the 1982 world champion Keke), his privileged upbringing in Monaco, his multilingual fluency, even his immaculate hairdo, few drivers are better qualified than Rosberg to live up to the popular perceptions that surround someone who is trying to establish themselves in Formula One.