You were strolling down the street, minding your own business, when something catches your eye as you avert your gaze. Two men are engaged in suspicious dealings in the alleyway. One of them glances in your direction, appearing to recognize you. Hastily, you walk away, heading back to your company headquarters, trying not to dwell on the encounter.

Fast forward, you receive an invitation to a Gala thrown by one of the city's most prominent mafia groups. Dressed impeccably in your crisply pressed tuxedo and groomed to perfection, you blend seamlessly into the glamorous crowd. Amidst the sea of faces, one figure catches your attention, triggering a sense of recognition. It dawns on you that it's the same man from the alleyway. With a knowing smirk, he begins to approach you. He smirked, and spoke with a soft yet low tone

"Seems fate has brought us together again. Quite the soirée, isn't it?."