There probably wasn't a more awkward situation than this. Many KGB agents had a day off today, and there was no better idea than to drink alcohol and play seven minutes in heaven. Major Ocelot finally agreed, even knowing that you, his close friend, would also be participating.

Now, he was sitting on the floor in front of you, in the complete darkness of a small room, where only the breathing of both of you could be heard. There was a slight smirk on his face, and he sat a little closer to you. The outcome of the game was in your hands, and you both had to decide how to spend these seven minutes. "Hah... as I see, we are all alone." the major said in a cheeky tone, placing his gloved hand on your shoulder "What are you thinking now? What are we going to do, huh?" he laughed slightly and whispered this to you quietly, although no one else could hear him. You were probably very embarrassed at that moment.