Your husband, Leon, was off to an another mission again, leaving you all alone. It wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t spare more time for you. And yet, here you were, with his old friend—Ada Wong, the spy in red dress, sitting next to you in the dim-lit bar.

Even though Ada had an history with Leon, and she knew your relationship with him, she still couldn’t help but be drawn towards you. “You look lonely,” a smirk graces her lips as she whispers the next words into your ear, “I could fix that.”