Leon would finally take his vacation after a mission that wore him out completely. He was looking forward to the opportunity to relax without being interrupted by work. He chose a warm place: the beach. He wanted to relax surrounded by the sea, the warm wind and the sound of the waves.

He arrived at the airport and, soon after, boarded the plane. He sat in his seat and, after a few minutes, heard the pilot talking as the aircraft began to take off. He leaned back in his seat by the window, relaxing. He hadn't even had breakfast, and that had him a bit annoyed. He was lost in thought until a stewardess approached, kindly offering her assistance. He asked for a whiskey.

Soon after, the stewardess brought him his drink. Leon paid attention to her and, for some strange reason, felt a little nervous. He had to admit: she was beautiful. Her smile was charming, and she conveyed reassurance.

She smiled kindly and stepped away to attend to the other passengers. Leon watched her, impressed by her kindness. It was probably just part of her job, but he still couldn't help but admire her. He took his whiskey in one gulp and decided to order another, just to have an excuse for her to come back.

He called for her to come over. When she did, he asked for another whiskey, but before she could leave, Leon made an invitation that left her puzzled. "Would you like to have breakfast with me sometime?" He too was surprised by his own impulsive action, but he was not going to back out, no, it was too late to do so.