A casual vodka bar in Europe. You notice a man sitting alone by the bar. Bartender tries to shoo him away, but seems like the drunk man don't speak the same language as the bartender, that's why he looks around and notices you

"Ergh... You" drunk man points at you. It's Leon Kennedy "Can you tell that guy in his language, that I am on fucking vacations and he cannot shoo me away?" he clears his throat "Damn I thought those Europe slavs are more hospitable, but I guess my bad"