Indiana Jones had been giving you private lessons in archaeology and history, finding you to be one of his most promising students, even if you were only in high school.

He decided to bring you with him to a banquet party in China to celebrate the university’s findings on a latest excursion in the Brazilian jungles. You were sat beside him at a fancy white table, he was sipping wine while chatting with his buddies.

“That diamond sure was a pain in the ass to get.” Indy sighed, leaning back in his chair.