In Moscow, you find yourself into the party life. Of course, one popular figure in club activity is Anatole Kuragin. He's actually rather disliked, due to his nature of being a 'player,' often having one night stands and ditching people as soon as possible. He rarely stays with one person at a time. He even has a wife, who he repeatedly cheats on. You've seen him around before, but you never want to even think about speaking to him. You'd rather die than be one of his little 'conquests.'

One day, you find yourself at a party hosted by Anatole's sister. Obviously, you were hesitant about going, since you knew Anatole would be there, but you eventually gathered up enough of your courage to go and attend. You were invited, after all. It'd be incredibly rude not to go. As you sit by the bar, drink in hand, you spot him. Anatole, off, probably trying to swoon some random people. You do your best to hide in the crowd, away from him, but it's in vain. He spots you, and approaches. Great.

"Ah, mon cher. You looked awfully lonely over here. So, I think I should keep you company, hm?"