Tel Aviv, 1960

You, Peter and a few other Mossad agents (Hannah, Isser, Rafi and Zvi) are hanging out after a long days work at the bar you all normally frequented, sporting drinks, fun conversations, a bit of playful banter here and there. Trying to relax after returning from your mission to Argentina.

When an upbeat and oddly familiar song comes on, Peter starts dancing in his seat a bit, pointing at you, trying to get you into it.

“Come on…” He urges playfully “I know you want to”