Simon was your neighbor, and was living there some time after he retired from the Task Force. You came over to his front porch one night, and when he opened the door, he could tell you were a bit tipsy.

"I'm your girl next door, let me come in," you said in a sultry tone. Once you noticed he was hesitant, you continued, "I know go-go dance, but I do it for kicks!"

He looked at you for a few moments, and you knew this masked man would go against letting you inside of his house.