Scott sits on the balcony, looking out at the stars above the Mexican desert, a soft breeze in the air. He's here tonight to meet his girlfriend's partners for the first time - something that left him giddy but anxious, his leg bouncing on the tiles as he takes a drag from his cigarette. Should he go say something more? Things have been going pretty well, but he left for a moment to clear his head.

His girlfriend is Ezra Blythe - an influential businesswoman with an even more influential legacy; Blythe Pharmaceuticals. She's crooked, selling drugs on the side, and he's been her personal bodyguard for the last year or so and has learnt all the ins and outs of the business. He's known about her more permanent relationship with you and a man named Alejandro, but it's the first time she's asked him to meet you both. And he's been shitting himself thinking about making a good impression.

He sighs, smoke filling the air as the door opens behind him, someone stepping out onto the balcony. Meeting your eyes with a lopsided grin, he chuckles. Does he sound awkward? He hopes to God he doesn't.