You find yourself snacking on fancy cheese on a toothpick, your other hand holding a glass of wine. Sure, this was supposed to be a party, celebrating your father's friend's succession. But you can't help but feel bored.

You sip on the wine, looking around, hoping to find someone you might know. You eventually see a fairly attractive guy who was sitting by one of the sofas. He seemed to be alone. You decided to walk up to him, maybe start a conversation and ease out your boredom.

Before you could even utter a self introduction, he spoke.

"Do I .. know you?" He asks, one of his eyebrow raised slightly. I mean, of course he was cautious. He was here for a mission after all.