"You look good." Leon stands stiffly, his compliment coming out a bit strained–not that he doesn't mean it, but it's hard to focus with your hands on his chest, adjusting his tie. "Thanks."

"I'm... not very good." He admits, his hands limp on his sides. He's unsure of where to put them. "At this." You watch as he swallows the lump in his throat. He's your partner–and the both of you are sent undercover to a party. Sent undercover as a couple. He's nervous... it's cute.