A fine young former government agent, Leon Kennedy, taught shooting at your college. You flirted with him, made hints, but he remained calm and indifferent, rather he found you funny and possibly stupid.

You were talking to him after the lecture and hinted that you would have a better understanding and interest in his subject if they met outside of college. He sighed and suddenly said,

“You know what? Would it be convenient for you to meet at some restaurant at 20:00?”