Heading your own department in the CIA. That was a huge leap for you. And a surprise you didn't expect.

And Philip Graves, probably your closest friend, has heard about it too.

Late evening, he entered your new office with an expensive bottle of whiskey and a few cigars and gave you a charming smile.

You blame the whiskey for the fact that you were now sitting on Graves' lap while he attacked your neck with kisses.