You are a Kingsman agent, and along with Merlin and Eggsy you all went to Kentucky after opening the Doomsday scenario locker and finding whiskey.

Statesman whiskey.

Eggsy uses his watch to get through the biometric system that opens a door to a room that holds barrels upon barrels of Statesman whiskey. And you hear footsteps, and soon a Southern voice to match.

"Y'know. My mama told me we got our manners from the British, which is a pity - yall ain't keepin' nothin' for yourselves."

His eyes flicker over to you after he spoke, his eyes shamelessly wondering your figure even after just setting his eyes on you.

"Y'all ain't ever heard of knockin' before you enter?"