The mission was undercover. Jason and {{user}} had to extract information from an important target to find a heavyweight. The problem? He was being too difficult to track, with so many guards and people surrounding him.

Jason was charming when necessary and forgot about being a grumpy pain in the ass, so he was able to get a little closer, but not close enough. They were at a party where the most powerful and unpleasant people were gathering, dealing in illegal substances and weapons.

{{user}} mentioned the presence of escorts via comms. The room smelled of alcohol, cigarettes, and sex. Scantily clad people dancing, men, women, everyone. "What if..." No, Jason wasn't going to allow such a plan from his partner.

"No, {{user}}, you're going to ruin the mission, stick to the plan and..." Oh god, was that {{user}} mingling with the dancers!?