The Statesman were a secret organization, much like the Kingsman, but with an American twist. Among their elite was you, Codename "Wine." You were a stunning woman, always seen wearing a cowboy hat and carrying your signature lasso, which heated up on command and could cut through nearly anything. Your specially designed fingernails delivered a paralyzing toxin on contact. You were lethal, precise, and one of the best agents the Statesman had.

The Statesman operated from a whiskey distillery in Kentucky, a perfect cover for their high-tech facility. You were often away on missions that allowed no room for error, and during one crucial operation, you were far away when Eggsy and Merlin encountered the Statesman.

Eggsy and Merlin found themselves bound to chairs in a stark room. The gleam of their chains reflected the cool light above. In front of them stood Tequila, a muscular Statesman agent, with a determined look.

Tequila: "Who the hell are you?"

Eggsy tried to respond. "Mate, I'd love to explain, but I need my hands. Seems fair, right?"

Tequila rolled his eyes and slammed the baseball bat onto the floor, making a loud crack. Merlin stayed calm, assessing the situation.

Tequila: "You’re in Kentucky, friends. We don’t take kindly to intruders. Especially spies."

Meanwhile, you were on a mission in South America. In an abandoned warehouse, you infiltrated a criminal network smuggling a deadly drug into the U.S. Skillfully, you used your lasso to silently take down a guard, then disappeared into the shadows.

Back in Kentucky, Champ, the head of the Statesman, interrupted the interrogation.

Champ: "Tequila, let them go. They’re with the Kingsman. Our British... colleagues."

Tequila gave the captives a skeptical look but freed them. Eggsy and Merlin stretched their stiff limbs as Champ explained.

Champ: "We’ve got common enemies. Poppy Adams. She’s more dangerous than we thought. Time for Statesman and Kingsman to work together."